I Feel The Pain Will Never EndMy mother died last year. Just in saying those words tears run down my face. I can't stop them. Her death is the worst pain I've ever felt. I dream of her and I try to reach her, but as soon as I'm approaching her in that long dream where she's asking me to have coffee with her, I wake up. Then I remember she's dead, my chest tightens and I can't stop crying.
She lived a full life and was not young, but it is no consolation to me. It's callous to think mentioning a mother's age would console anyone I'm the throws of grief. I miss my mother and that's a fact. My father died in the 90s and with my mom's passing any semblance of family I had is gone. She was the last person to love me unconditionally and maybe just love me at all without an agenda. My mom was the keeper of my history. No one knows me past a few years now.
I love you and miss you mom.