The after pain
After all was said and done my mom was really gone and I was lost. The love and support that I got from so many friends and family was no longer there. However I still get the are you okay. I think to myself does it freaking look like I'm ok. Although that is not the response I give, I tell them I'm doing the best I can. Why is it hard for people to understand that it will never be ok, my mother its gone and I can't bring get back. My mothers day, Christmas, Thanksgiving, her birthday will never be the same. At times I feel myself being numb and stuck in trance of the illusion that its a dream. I didn't just bury my mom and pick out her outfit that she would where for the very last time. But I did and there its no changing that. She's gone and I will never be able to kiss her and make hey laugh to she almost pee her clothes. Yes this is all I have right now and that's my memories of her smiling, cursing, yelling and being happy. Dang if I could just get one wish...