My Mom left us about two years ago. Actually, 1 year 358 days ago. I feel the anniversary on the horizon. I know the date. I knew it was ever present. But, I don't want to think about that. And, I haven't thought about the looming anniversary. Sigh... my sister mentioned the date. But, until then, my mind did not think that two years had gone by since I lost the single most important person in my life. My unconscious mind had spent a lot of time working through the loss. The dreams have been surreal. The moods have been very low. And, the memories have been bitter-sweet.
I ask you, when does the hurt stop?
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