Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Eight years ago today my mother passed away. It seems so unreal that it was so long ago. What makes it even harder is I am at my dad's house today so I can see her remains (she was cremated) on the mantle. I am at my own house every year so the reminders aren't as bad as being here. Even though my dad's house has become a bachelor pad, it still feels like my mom is here. Each year it gets easier to deal with the fact that she is gone, but I do feel sad knowing that Hannah and the new baby will not know their grandmother.