Its only halloween and I miss my mother. Her handmade decorations, her half eaten bag of candies to hand out to the trick or treaters, our conversation at the end of the night about how no children knocked for candy.
What I really miss is being able to ask her what costumes I wore growing up and if there are any pictures of them.
Its been a while since I wrote and almost 3 months since my mom passed away. I've been sad, miss both my parents very much. I hope they are together somewhere in eternity.
I'm broken but at the same time I have steel within me, I know that there is nothing that could hurt more than wanting to call someone who you will never be able to reach again.
