Mom,
It is still unreal to me that you have been gone for 7 months. I really don't understand how time passes to quickly. Especially when I feel so empty. It seriously feels like I am walking around with a gaping hole in my chest everyday; and nothing can fill it.
I have so many regrets. I know, I shouldn't dwell on these things. But, I hate myself; I hate myself for wasting so much time being an angsty teenager and twenty-something. Questioning the way you did things and why. All the time wasted being angry and frustrated over things that in the end really do not matter. All that really matters it that you loved me and you did the best you could with what you had.
I'm sorry, Mom. I wish I could tell you how sorry I am.
I love you,
Rochelle
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