Mom it’s me
Mom, It’s been 3 months and 20 days since you’ve been gone, and somehow that feels like both a lifetime and no time at all. I still can’t believe I’m living in a world where I can’t call you, can’t hear your voice, can’t feel your love the way I always did. Today is not a good day. The kind of day where everything feels heavier, quieter, and a little harder to carry. I miss you in a way that words don’t fully capture. I miss your comfort, your understanding, your unconditional love. I miss knowing that no matter what, I had you. There’s so much I wish I could tell you. So many moments I wish I could share. I catch myself reaching for you without even thinking, like my heart still believes you’re just a phone call away. And when reality sets in, it hurts all over again. I hope you know how deeply you are loved. How much you mattered. How much you still matter. Nothing about you has been erased—you live in me, in the way I think, the way I love, the way I remember. I don’t know how to do this without you yet. I’m trying, but some days, like today, it feels impossible. I just want my mom. I love you forever. I miss you more than I can say. Love always, Your daughter
