Next week is my mother’s funeral. I’ve been mourning for the past two weeks and I’m ready to move on. But that can’t happen until next week. I love my mother and hopes she found peace. I can’t until the funeral. I don’t know what hurts more, her passing or having it drag out for close to a month. Dragging it out just makes her passing last longer than it should. I want closure, cuz then I can let the pain subside. I can let it all go. I can look up and see her in heaven.
But it’s almost over. Once it is I can sing to her memory. I can feel her embrace in my dreams. I can look at her pictures and remember the good times. You only get one mom, and despite her flaws, she was mine, and I’ll never forget her.
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