It's been one year ago today that my mom passed away.
This was taken at my daughter's 19th birthday party. My mom is in the white shirt, my step mother is behind her and my daughter is wearing the dark longer shirt.
It's been a tough year, a very hard year. I miss having her here to talk to and chat about everyday things that come up. I miss having her come over for the holidays and birthday's.
I don't know what moving on looks like. I know that's what everyone says, we must move on. I miss her everyday, so I can only hope that moving on means missing her but not hurting quite so bad as time goes on.