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Another Mother's Day

Whoever said "time heals all wounds," never had a mother.  I can honestly say, there isn't a day that goes by that I don't think, miss and wish to speak with my mother. A few months ago, my grandmother passed and now all the matriarchal figures in my family are gone.  Life will go on, but never to be the same.

In the past year or two a few friends have joined this painful club.  I can only offer an ear to listen and a shoulder to cry on.  For those who are new to this pain, all I can say is, NO it doesn't get any easier.  It's just something you accept and go on living with.  The other day, I needed someone to talk to and immediately thought of my mother.  She was the only person I could talk about anything with.  I kept nothing from her. It's unfair to hold anyone up to that standard, but I long for the day to meet someone I feel that way about.  Not sure there ever will be.

Today is a silly holiday, but it doesn't make it any less meaningful.  I've had some truly momentous Mother's Days.  There was the year my brother and I crashed her car getting her breakfast.  There was the year, I forgot to get her something and ruined the day.  There was the year we went to City Island and had the single worst meal anyone has ever eaten in their life.  Then there was Mother's Day 2005 and all those bad times seemed like the greatest days ever, because that day, she wasn't there.  I miss you Mom!

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