I have been motherless now for about 52 days. I am taking it day by day, finding comfort in simple this... a hug from my daughter, a walk with my dog, an old movie on tv. It toughest when I've got great news,but have no one to tell. My daughter got her picture in the paper last week, very excited I picked up the phone to call my mother, only to remember she got lucky and has been promoted to a better position. I have my days, some good, some bad. The bad days don't come as often now... But when they do there is a smiling 4 y/o and a tail-wagging puppy waiting to make me smile!
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