I wanted to post this yesterday, but internet was down at work, and I didn't get access to a computer at home until very late.
9 years is a long time.
January 30, 1999 is the least favorite day in my life. It was the day my mom died. I miss her just about every day, and thank her for everything she did for me. I am the person I am because of my mom.
Love you mama.
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6 comments:
#hug#
From what I know of you, she must indeed have been special.
I am so not looking forward to the day my parents go.
{{{hugs}}}
I still have both parents. My mom seems to be aging rapidly, though.
How nice that you get to feel that way about your parents. It would be way worse if you'd been apathetic about her death.
{{hug}}
I'm sad for you. I still have both my parents. I can't imagine how it will feel letting either of them go.
{{extra hug}}
*hugs*
Those types of days burn holes into our hearts. At least it gives you a special day to reflect about her love.
{{hugs}} for you DF. I am going on two years for my mom this week. I'm thinking of you!!
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