This year,my mom would have been 48 years old. I find myself constantly posting thesame picture because the pictures I do have are so limited. I will never in my life understand why she was taken from me so soon.. but if losing her at such a young age has taught me anything, it's that nothing is promised, say "I love you," never stay mad, never burn bridges, and hold on tight to the people you love and never let go. I hope somewhere, somehow she is proud of me for all of my accomplishments thus far, and I pray to god she was resting or at the grocery store in heaven while I was screwing around and being irresponsible. I wish I could tell her how much she means to me.