I'm missing my mom unlike anything I've ever experienced.
I want to pick up the phone and hear her voice.
I want to hug her.
I want her to be at her home with her cats.
I want, I want, I want, I want.
It's just too bad my wants will never, ever come true. Ever.
This weekend was weird and the only person I wanted to talk to was my mom.
I'm ready for the physical pain to go away. I'm ready for my broken heart to start forming its new shape. I'm ready for the constant pit in my stomach to go away.
I'm just not ready to let her go...
I'm not ready to say goodbye....
I don't think I can ever be ready...
I love you mom - and miss you terribly.
-TT
