All it does is make the attacks sharper, when you turn around and...
Yesterday would have been my mother's eightieth birthday.
Would have been.
She's missed two birthdays, now. I have missed two of her birthdays, now.
Last year, I woke up having a panic attack around the end of July that I hadn't started looking for her birthday present, yet, before I remembered. This year, I remembered. There wasn't a panic attack. Just...grief.
I miss my mom.
In time it gets better... it becomes normal, which it is.
ReplyDeleteI’ve lost my folks, my first wife and both my brothers. I miss them all but the pain does lessen, trust me.
ReplyDeleteYou never forget, so remember the good...
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