Dear Mom,

Every time a day goes by that has significant meaning to the both of us I can’t help but get a little emotional. The days leading up to it are pretty hard to not think about you more than usual.

Christmas.
Your birthday.
The day you passed.
Mother’s Day.

Whenever these days come around I can’t help but reminisce. What I remember most are the Mother’s Days from when I was really young. The year the family attended a Mother’s Day brunch at one of those fancy restaurants and had to dress all fancy, all the years we had family parties and potlucks where we would just sit around, eat, and talk all day, and all those gifts I got you while growing up. You saved everything. I found all the letters, the drawings, the craft projects while I was cleaning out your things. ❤️ I actually saved some of the ones I couldn’t part with.

Happy Mother’s Day, Mommy! I know it’s a little early but I’ll be working on Sunday and don’t want to forget how I’m feeling or what I’m thinking at this moment. I think that with each holiday that passes it doesn’t really get easier, but I get a little better at dealing with it. I miss you more and more with each passing day. I always think about buying you a candle as a gift since I know that was what you always looked forward to getting from me. You and candles lol. Now I’m obsessed too!

Wow, I’m really turning into my mother. I guess that’s not really a bad thing. You were a beautiful person.

Love you,

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