Today my heart is heavy. I miss you. I miss you so bad. Today my heartbreaks just a little bit more than it normally does. I should be skyping with you while you finish lobster and chat with your “Granny’s boys”. I still find it hard to believe this is my life now. That I’m going to be alive so long with you. Today I finally and fully understand the mixed emotions you felt on Mothers’ Day. You lost Reta (your Mom#1 as you called her) after only 8 short years the day after Mothers’ Day and then once you were a Mother you had us rapscallions eagerly awaiting to give you cards,…

I’m hurting. It’s the first year I won’t be able to Skype you for Mothers’ Day while you anxiously await eating the lobster you got every year. You loved the cards more than anything. I’ll always remember how much you loved cards. You never threw one out. But I’m lost. Tomorrow the internet is going to be flooded of photos of my friends with their Moms, statuses about their Moms, photos of brunches & dinners & smiles with their Moms. It just reminds me I’m motherless in this big ol’world. I certainly don’t need a day to remind me but I have never had a day pass where I’ve forgotten that fact. I…