This week is hard.
I’m trying to find the words for where I am right now but I’m at a loss.
The memories of three years ago haunt me. They feel more real right now.
Three years ago.
It feels like an eternity and a second at the same time. It feels like forever ago that I last got to hug my mom. It feels like ages since I heard her voice. And at the same moment I cannot believe everything that has happened since I lost her. All the moments she hasn’t been here to share. And I still reach for my phone to call her on my way home at night.
And I get angry. So so so so so so freaking angry that she got robbed of these moments. That I got robbed of these moments. And sad. And tired.
I’m not going to tie this post up with a pretty bow. Find some big life lesson or attempt to have insight into my emotions. Sometimes you just need to be mad. And sad. And tired.
Yeah, this week is hard!