And no matter how much time passes, there will always be a part of me that still needs her.
Some losses don’t get easier. You simply learn how to carry them.
There are moments when I still forget that my mother is gone.
For a second, I think I can still call her. I can still hear her voice. I think I can still tell her about my day.
Then reality comes back.
She’s not here anymore.
Sometimes people think you’re angry because you became distant. They don’t know that sometimes, distance is just what happens when you’re tired, life gets complicated, and you stop knowing how to reconnect.