One Month

It’s been one month since…
…we’ve seen her smile.
…we’ve heard her laugh.
…we’ve held her hands.
…we’ve kissed her cheek.

I miss you, Mom.

Does it get easier? Yes and no. I miss her. All the time. I want to call her…text her…ask her for advice.

All my IG posts have one less like. And my IG feed has one less sunrise/sunset picture every day.

The very thought of living the next 30 years without her is suffocating. I didn’t think this would happen. I didn’t think my beautiful family would have to deal with a void such as this.

But we are ok. She’d want us to be ok. She wouldn’t want us to wallow. She’d want us to look at the sunrise and smile and blow her a kiss.

I love you, Mom.

Advertisements

Author: Hannah

Wife. Mom. Librarian. Runner. Lover of Neon.

One thought on “One Month”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s