I think no matter what, it will always feel a bit…off,since my mom isn’t here. I was thinking a moment ago that my life seems so empty without her. At the very least it seems less full. Less…something. Today was a good day,but at the end of it all,she still wasn’t here.
I feel like I’m so repetitious at times. But if it is how I feel/think at the time…I guess it is what it is.