I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I had a bad day. I had a terrible week. Nothing seems to be going right. No matter how long I’ve been feeling this way, it seems that the only person I wish I could turn to is my mom. It often feels like nobody else gets it or that nobody knows the right thing to say.
Nobody knows how to fix things in the kind and gentle way that my mom would. There isn’t a person in this world who knows how to make my bad days better or my little problems feel small in the way that my mom did.
She just knew.
She always knew what to say when I needed it. She always knew where to take me, what to do or where to go to get my mind off all the things I was going through. Even on the times where there wasn’t a thing anyone could say that would be right, she somehow found a way to make me feel much more at ease.
I don’t think there are words to explain the void that was left the day my mom died.
The relationship between a mother and a daughter is one that can not be replaced. Not a person in this world will ever love me as unconditionally as my mom did. No person will ever compare to her.
I never thought I’d have to imagine a world without her in it. I never thought I’d be left wondering what to do without her.
So where do you turn when the only person you need is your mom? I think this must be a common struggle and question by anyone who is going through this. Even with all of the support in the world, nothing seems the same as if my mom was here.
Nothing is the same without my mom here.
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