I've been diagnosed with MS and wanted to keep a blog about it and what it means to me.
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Monday, November 7, 2011
The death of a mother is the first sorrow wept without her.
In the midst of moving and starting a new job, my mom passed away. My wonderful, happy, amazing mother. She drove me crazy, but she always cared 100%. I was her only child, and she cherished me. I don't think I ever realized how much I cherished her until she was gone. It's been 9 days now. There have been 9 days of my life that she has not been on this planet.
I miss her terribly. I would give anything just to be able to talk to her one more time. To hug her one more time. To listen to her ramble one more time. To deal with her pack-rat tendancies one more time.