Monday, December 8, 2008

This Morning...

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.

1 comment:

So Smrt said...

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.