Tomorrow will be 19 months since my mom suddenly departed for heaven. Even today I still miss her so much. I am in the process of undergoing testing to be my brothers kidney donor ( you may read my journals regarding the ups and downs of my process). Without parents here (they both died at 64) it is so very difficult. I just want to be able to crawl up in my moms lap when my arm hurts from all the needle pokes and IV lines started, and have her hug me and tell me it will all be okay. I just hate it that I can't.
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