Time passes

Today marks 18 years since my mom passed, suddenly and avoidably. As I close in on the age she was, I think of all the things she has missed out on, and it makes me deeply sad that her life choices robbed her of so many joys. It encourages me to take care of my physical and mental health, and provide stability and a safe space for my own children (and grandchildren). Despite her many flaws, I still miss her, hear her laugh come out of my own mouth now and then, and wish I could call to chat about my day.

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