52 days since my mom died. it still doesn’t even feel fucking real.
like what do you mean i can’t just pick up the phone and call her. what do you mean she wasn’t at my wedding. what do you mean my kids can’t facetime her anymore.
fuck dude, this shit sucks.
losing my mom has truly affected me in ways i can’t even begin to explain.
i think about her so often & i just sob because i truly can’t believe that i can’t just pick up the phone and call her.
i think the hardest part about losing my mom is that my kids are so young. they won’t be able to remember the amazing grandma she was.
that’s the part that hurts the most. because she was the best gamma in the world.
& now, they don’t have one.