Was the first day I woke up and cried because I missed mommy. Neither this day nor this date is significant. It is no different than yesterday, and the same as tomorrow. I struggle with not being angry that she left me. I miss her most in the morning.
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We must be reaching SOME intersect of space or time, because last night was the first time I really cried because I missed her too. Not crying from stress, or because of anything that happened, but because my heart was hurting from missing her so much.
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