You have only been gone from this earth for seven months now. But then again, you were never really there in the first place. That’s the only reason why I am coping so well… it’s the same. But different.
I still never hear from you, nor do you cross my mind. Except when I see other mothers caring for their daughters. The only difference is, now I will never be able to hear from you.
I know you loved my brother and me. He is still too young to realize that, but I did. Continue reading “Letter to My Dead Mother”