A birthday. We celebrate one every year. A day where we can be glad someone was born, we were born, we're another year older, a reason for a party, presents, a reason to go out to a nice dinner. To just celebrate one's life.
Or not.
Today is my Mom's birthday. Today was the day she was born...many years ago. It's a bittersweet day for me. I am soooo glad she was born! I'm here because of it! But I'm sooo sad that she's gone. I can't believe that it's been a little over two years since she died. Two years without talking to her, without hugging her, without hearing her tell me she loves me. It sucks. Plain and simple. It makes me sad. Very sad. Been bursting into tears today. Not usual for me...especially being as busy as I am these days. But for some reason this day...of her birth...has reminded me so much of her life...and unfortunately, her death.
I wish she was here...
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