Sometimes I have days like today, when EVERYONE is talking about their moms and cancer. On the news, commercials, in the book I'm reading, my neighbor, a billboard, a stranger in the grocery store. And sometimes, I think, wow. This is good for me. Other people know what this is like.
But most days I think Can I just pretend to be someone who can call their mom? Please?
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I totally feel you. I remember my first Father's Day without my dad. I just wanted the day to end... or never begin. Your phone line may not be one you can have a two way communication but I started writing to my Dad in my journal. It wasn't the same but sometimes it really help.
Dearest Brooke. I'm not your mom sweetie, not even close, but you can call grandma any time, day or night. I'm here for you. I love you.
Oh Brooke...I know this post is really old....I have been afraid to look at your girls' blogs for the past few months because I was still hurting so much and it is easier to just keep to myself.
Feeling better today and a bit curious, I decided to check the blogs. This entry...brought me to tears, and as I write I can't stop them from flowing...I want so badly to call her too!!! It is a feeling so impossible to describe.
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