One of the hardest things about grief for me is thinking about the memories that I know we will never make. My mom will never come to another holiday, she will never see my kids graduate, she will never watch them get married, she will never see them have kids... then there’s the countless moments in between that she will never be a part of. I’ll be planning my daughter’s 5th birthday that she will not get the chance to attend. I just miss the little things 💔. Every ounce of happiness has this cloud of sadness. Mama, I wish you were here.
Posted by kelse.b96 at 2022-07-07 23:15:30 UTC