You think I’d know better by now, but year after year, I make the mistake of thinking I’ll be fine when Mother’s Day comes around and everyone posts photos of their mom.
But I’m not. I never am.
For most people, holidays like Mother’s Day (and Thanksgiving and Christmas) are a celebration and time to be with family.
For me, they’re a reminder of what I lost. The family I don’t have.
Especially Mother’s Day.
And that’s because next Friday will mark 25 years since my mom passed away.
I was two-years-old at the time, which means I was too…
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