When night falls, grief goes up

I noticed that the pain increases especially at night, and especially before bed time.

I miss my mom so much. It’s almost a month! But I still can’t believe it at times that she is no longer around.

The missing part is awful. So much so that I caught my mind saying sometimes, this s*cks!!!!!
Though this kind of word doesn’t help any bit but only make me feel worse.

I miss my pretty mom. I miss her smile. I miss her voice. I miss seeing her dancing. I miss her cooking. I miss her hugs. I miss her smell. I miss kissing her. I miss stroking her short just grown hair after chemo. I miss squeezing her manicured soft hands.

This is awful, simple awful.

  • December 21, 2012

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