Today was my mom's birthday. Its the day that really has become the most important to me, because it was the day of life. Of the last time I really poured my heart out to her. Of love. Of the letter. Today was a day that holds the relationship, the meaning of my mom.
Today was hard. Today was hopeless. Today was broken. Today I am thankful for the few who remembered; the two who were willing to sit.
But today, I am sad. Broken.
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love you dear friend. excited to hug you in person very very soon.
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