Currently Playing I Hope You Dance By Lee Ann Womack see related

- I Hope You Dance

Okay, so alot has happened in the past month.  I'm adjusting...slowly...to the loss of both parents.  I had to get some help, just so I could help jake, my son.  I have alot of work to do, in a very short amount of time.  I have to pack all my things, and be moved out by the end of the month.  Lets not forget the fact that I still have to clean out my mother's room.  Leaving this place is going to be bittersweet.  I have such wonderful memories here, with my mother and father, but at the same time, it's so empty and quiet.  I have the constant daily reminder that she isn't going to walk out of her bedroom, or ask me if I want that 2nd cup of coffee.  We had our arguements, and I'd have them all over again.  It's what made us fit so well.  When we were bitchy, we took it out on eachother.  I even miss that.  Just having someone to bitch too.  If I couldn't sleep, she was in the next room, probably not sleeping either, and we would have late night chats.  Let's just face it, I fucking miss her.  I'm not mad AT her, I'm just mad at how much I miss her.  She wasn't just mom, she was my best friend.  Everyday isn't getting easier.  It's getting harder.  The docs say that's normal.  We'll see.  I'll talk more later.  I need to keep this fucking this updated!!!!!  This is crazy!!!!

p.s. If I have alot of typos, forgive me, I'm on meds!