losing my mom, but it feels like an eternity. Sometimes I wish I didn't
think about it all the time--and at others, its shocking to me to
realize she's actually gone.
I went to the sb expo this weekend with some friends, and I actually
scrapped. Its been months since I've actually even felt remotely
creative..it was nice to feel it again. I did a couple pages of my mom,
trying to remember the last few times we were together, how I felt and
what I miss most. In fact, one of the photos is my mom & I hugging in
the hospital--I'm so grateful that Carolyn captured it, because its the
last real hug I remember her and I sharing. I keep waiting for the pain
to lessen, and strangely it just seems to be getting more intense,
especially at night when I'm trying to sleep. I miss her so much, and
luckily I dream of her often.
Well this post seems to be a bit of a downer..so I'm off to finish
watching CSI Miami :)