Well it is mothers day and I sit here broken. Lost so very sad. I know I have to perk up because my daughter is going to make dinner and I am suppose to eat it. I am not suppose to be sad over the fact I didn't get the normal hanging basket of flowers u always gave me or the burnt breakfeast in bed. I am suppose to put a grin on my face be brave and go on with the day as if nothing is ever wrong. I hate my life. I hate being here. I hate everything. I am not getting over this I am adapting. Seems like I am never really happy,I never do anything holehearted anymore. Nothing is ever finished I just don't have the desire to see things through. But of course I am not suppose to show any emotion or hurt over this. Face this day of celebrating being a mom when I have lost one. He is so close I can see him in the distance but I can't touch him or hug him. I can't make it better and that is what moms do. We can cure anything with a kiss or a hug and nothing cures this. This pain is horrible. The ake never stops but we have to go on. If I had my way I would disappear off the earth and never be seen again. All I do is hurt. My kids can't stand to see the hurt in me. I am empty. I am tired all the time. I watch people with their kids and I want to go up and shake their guts out and tell them to listen that someday you will want to hear that voice some day you will hang or wish to remember every word they said.

 Everyone says go to counseling well I did and big deal. Nothing other than the fact I need to get over it and that you can't always get your way. I need to get rid of his things. None makes any since to me. The things are hurting nothing in the attic. I know in my head what I need to do but tell it to my heart. Tell my heart to let go and just go on my marry way and forget it all.

 Mothers day is to honor the mother and this mother done all she could do to save her son and failed. I see no honor in this day,I see no happiness. My mother was killed in a car accident 1 year before Chris. Then Chris and my kids lost their dad in Jan so what honor is there when a mother can't lay down her live to save her child.

Kim