I miss her so much
It's really strange - there are some days that I cope with losing my mom ok and then there are days like today. Days where I am doing something and the loss just punches me in the gut when I'm not looking.
Today was obviously the latter.
I am in the middle of some tough decisions with work and childcare and I just wanted to talk to her. I just wanted to bounce ideas off of her. Losing her was like losing my own personal cheerleader. I know I have friends to talk about this with (thank God!) and my husband (who has been my pilar of strength - yes, I know it's corny) but it still isn't the same. It isn't the same as talking to her. It was like I could talk to her and get suggestions - they might not be even remotely helpful, but they were still supportive and she tried. I just still feel so empty about it all. <sigh>









