the hardest part of grief at this point, just about 8 months from when my mom passed away and exactly 9 months since I had a coherent conversation with her, is that I find myself being able to think about her without getting sad every time and then I feel like a bad person for not breaking down.
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Im so thankful I was never ashamed to be a mama's boy and called her often when I moved too far away to see her often. but wow its just awful to not have her.
you won't forget ever forget her and you won't ever stop missing her, even once the initial earthshaking pain eases off. I promise