They say time heals all wounds.
Yeah, right.**read heavy sarcasm here**
Tomorrow is five years that my Mom passed away. There isn’t a day that I don’t miss her. This is my favorite picture of Zosia and Mom. My Dad passed in 1998. The same goes for Dad: there isn’t a day that he isn’t in my thoughts. I always remember how they would tell me about when they would no longer be here but how they would always be with me.
Somehow, it would be nice just to hug them.
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