Tonight at 9:48pm marks 3 years without you, Mom. I’ll never forget the exact moment the phone rang and turned my life upside down.
You were the kindest, most loving individual someone could know. I mourn everything you and I have lost. But I also mourn for those who will never know what an amazing person you were.
Before your passing I remember sharing with you what an awesome Mom you were…not just to me, but to all of my friends. They loved coming over. They always felt welcomed. You always wanted everyone to feel comfortable, safe, and at home. They did. I did. What I wouldn’t give to once again feel the warmth and safety of one of your hugs. I miss you more than ever, Mom.
Love, Chris 💔
“And grief still feels like fear. Perhaps, more strictly, like suspense. Or like waiting; just hanging about waiting for something to happen. It gives life a permanently provisional feeling. It doesn't seem worth starting anything. I can't settle down. I yawn, fidget, I smoke too much. Up till this I always had too little time. Now there is nothing but time. Almost pure time, empty successiveness.” - C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed