It's as if there is a part of me that no longer exist. As if by dieing you took with you a part of what makes me whole. Part of my happiness is gone, part of my love now gone, part of my very being non-exsistant. You gave me life and with your death you took part of that life with you, through no fault of your own. I find myself sinking into a life of just basic exsistance.
Nothing has any true meaning any more.
It as if I just go through the motions but don't truly experience the feelings of happiness, joy, love, that should be a part of who I am. It seems at times that the only emotions I'm left with are those of sadness and longing. A longing for opportunities that I should have taken. Like the opportunity to let you know how much you were truly loved. A mother is someone that no one in this earth can replace.