Just a few pictures of my sweet Mama. I wonder how long it takes before I don’t think a million times a day “I sure miss my Mama, I wish she was still here.” The gut wrenching, painful stabbing feeling doesn’t come quite as often as it did, but there is a constant nagging sadness that stays tucked in the corner at all times. Don’t get me wrong, I have happy, smiling, giggling moments all the time. There is just a heavyheart behind that.
- 22nd September
2010 - 22
