Absence

Not a day, or more likely, not an hour passes that I do not miss my mom. Thy I do not want to pick up the phone and call her to give her an update on my life.
Not a day goes by that I am dumb founded that this is my life. I am awestruck that I have a new baby and my mother does not and will not walk through my door to visit.
If you don’t have a close relationship with one of your parents- then just think of living your daily life without your BFF and indeed – that is what it is like.
Empty. Sad. Lonely.
Every day you wake knowing something is missing in your life.
As if you are missing a limb.
My mom was my best friend.
And I miss her. Like I would miss my breathe.

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