so my mom died a week before my birthday. As none of you know me i will admit to being a bit more emotionally separated than the rest of the populous, and by a bit i mean totally devoid. so it hit me on my birthday for a min that my mom had not called to wish me a happy birthday yet, and then it dawned on me that the call wasn't coming. and i teared up. for just a second i was like the rest of the people, i felt something; something other than nothing. I missed my mom, simple huh.
jonnytrrrash7:
even though we weren't close, there are times when i miss my mom something bad.