Though it's been close to 15 years that my mum has passed - I was 9, my brother was 13. There's days where I miss her terribly and feel that her memories are so distant. With covid restrictions not being fully lifted and cemeteries still closed as well as parks, my family and I haven't been able to visit her grave this past Mother's day or for her birthday, nor enjoy nature as she did before her passing. With being quarantined with just my old man since late March - 2 people plus a dog has felt so lonely and I can't help but wish my dad would find love again. With recently ending things with my boyfriend, not being able to see my girlfriends nor my sis in law has drove me in a puddle of emotions with not having a female at home to spew my emotions to. Work has been overly stressful and I've been more sensitive than usual towards conversations of death, it's been hard as a best friend of mine/coworker had recently lost her brother earlier this week to cancer and she's been confiding in me. I recently had my online commencement for receiving my certification in completing an onocological nursing program which is making me wish my mum could see how far I've come as I got into nursing and the program in honor of her. I have been going through photos, reading letters she wrote me, but it's not enough.


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