Tonight my mom made me broccoli cheese soup and biscuits, it was nice to have someone cook for me, my aunt came over and we all watched ace of cakes and just sat in the same room together.
later in the evening my mom and I were sitting in the living room together, watching tv, and I looked at my mom and told her how lonely the house feels now, how you can feel the lack of Monique's living breathing presence, she agreed and we both started to cry.
our life has such a void, one that will never be filled.
"But nothing, not getting angry, not prayers, and not tears, nothing can make something that happened unhappen." - the united states of leland
(I stiil get angry, I still cry and I still pray, even though I know it will never bring her back)
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