Two years ago...
Carol died today two years ago. It still hurts to think about her sometimes. It's also really weird because, in a way, I keep expecting her to just show up one day. I know she's been there for everything: graduation, both recitals, everything...but somedays I get really sad when I realize that I'm never going to talk to her again and share things with her. We didn't always get along, but that doesn't mean that I didn't love her...she was my mother when my own couldn't be there. Sometimes I expect her to be sitting across the table from me, or singing in the choir.
Ugh...I can't talk about this anymore.
Ugh...I can't talk about this anymore.