Some days are rough.
Some days I want to call you just to chat like we used to.
Some days I just need a hug from you and to hear you say I love you.
Some days a little something reminds me of a memory and I am reminded of the hole left by your loss.
Some days these little memories make me smile and allow me to remember your life.
Some days are good.
Some days are better.
Some days I want you to bicker with me over wedding plans, telling me what I should be doing.
Some days something happens and I just want you to guide me in the right direction.
Some days I wonder what you think of how I've grown in the past 3 years. Are you proud?
Some days are painful.
Some days I think about the relationship you and Brian would have been able to have. You always loved him.
Some days I cry over everything you will miss in our lives. Especially all the babies.
Some days the family just doesn't understand leaving behind Harmony. Moving on from where you belonged.
Some days I remember you are with grammy and pop pop and I know that's your place now.
BUT.
Every day I miss you, Mom.
I lost my mom seven years ago, and I think this post describes the emotions, even now, perfectly!
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