February 21
February 21
Momma, you’re passing is heavy everyday, not just because it’s an anniversary or someone brought it up. It’s a lifetime of heaviness that will never go away. I am grateful for your life, and that I got to call you mom, even when I’m mourning your death. I laugh at the memories, even when I cry for those that could never be made. I embrace the joy and the laughter even when my heart is breaking. You will always have a most special place in my heart. I love you more than life itself, and I could never be express how much you are missed. All your grand kids are sober, I know, you would be so proud. I love you momma, I love you more, I love you most, I love you mostest. Thank you for taking me in and raising me as your own. I know you’re walking beside me in my journey in recovery. Mom, Give me even a small fraction of the strength you possessed. ♥️♥️ I need your guidance