366 Days

19th September 2015 my beautiful mother passed away. It’s one year later, 19th September 2016, and the world – my world – still feels emptier.

Up until today I could reach back a short distance in time and say “Mom was with us a day/week/month/year ago doing __” and draw some comfort from the memory, but the short jaunts back in time land on days where Mom was no longer alive.

A new mourning.