Last night I dreamt that I was on the phone with my mother. We were talking about random things and then I looked at how long we were talking. The screen said 42 mins. I started crying uncontrollably in my dream because it was at the same time I realized that my mom was gone.
My sadness penetrates my dreams. Even when I see her or talk to her, I don't know why I keep reminding myself she is gone.
It'll be 3 months in 2 days. It hurts just as much as it did on day 1.
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