My mother died on Wednesday, September 23rd, 2009. It was the day after my birthday, which is the weirdest thing. I keep fixating on that, and also what to wear to the funeral which we haven't planned, and whether or not I want to see her. I do want to see her, I just want to see her walking, talking, and breathing. Complaining at me, gossiping
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