I am starting to be able to go about my days but the mom-sized hole inside is always there. Tears well up suddenly. Memories pop in. Grieving. Regrets. Sadness. Things should have been said. Hugs. Smells. Kisses. Never saying goodbye.
From the fingertips of Eugenia S
One response to “I am sorry all I do is speak in memea.”
I’m sorry for your loss and sorry the pain feels especially raw right now, Eugenia. Thinking of you.
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