What they
say about time is true, it does heal. It doesn’t take away the hurt, the void,
the deep desire to have my mom back, but the constant pain is no longer there.
I’m a little sad because on one level I feel that I am learning to not need my
mom. I don’t ever want to not need her and I am afraid that with time, her
memory will fade a bit. I’m trying to keep it fresh for my sake and for my
kid’s sake. But my daughter doesn’t remember her being here anymore. That is
hard to take.
