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30 Days Later…

One month,
the amount of time for the moon to cycle,
30 days,
One month today my mother has been gone.

It seems like so much longer,
it seems like only yesterday.
I am doing fine,
I am falling to pieces.

It still doesn’t seem real.
Or real in a surreal sort of way.
Grief is so strange.
It isn’t at all like I thought it would be.

Most of the time I am fine
Then, like a train hitting my body,
I am breathless,
With a voice in my head screaming, “I will never talk to my mother again!”.

She has always answered my questions,
“How do I cook fresh green beans?”
“KB has a strange red rash”
“How do I remove grass stains?”

Now I have no mother.
I am motherless.
How can that be?
She has always been my one constant in an unconstant world.

One month today.
I miss you so much Momma.

Missing…

I miss my mother so much.

It isn’t a “lay on the floor and sob and never get up” kind of missing.

Although I have done that. It is just an ache…that is always with me.

People always say, “I almost picked up the phone and called her” when someone they love dies. It isn’t that with me, it is just an immediate thought that pops in my head, “I have to tell Mother that”

I was making potato salad the other day for the first time in forever. I couldn’t remember exactly how to make it and thought, “I have to call and ask Mom” and I just cried. I can never call and ask her anything again.

No matter how much I know she is better now, she is free and in no pain, I miss her. I want one more perfect day.

I wish I had appreciated more perfect days. I am trying to do that now…

We all should…always….