| Almost a year...
October 11th marks the first anniversary of my mother's death. Since then we've dealt with a lot of "firsts". First Mother's Day, first Christmas, Thanksgiving, all of our birthdays....But of all of this, nothing compares to what I'm feeling right now. The thought that shes been gone for a year is really plaguing me. I get in crying jags so bad I nearly puke. Why is this so hard?
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