February 7th marked 10 years since Mom’s death. During these 10 years, I’ve thought of many conversations that I could not have with Mom. Many questions wish I could ask. I think of the knowledge that was lost when Mom died. Mom had been in and out of the hospital so many times that I did not ask to interrupt when Mom was talking to Aunt Kathy. I thought that I would be able to talk to her again after that, but I was unable to the next day. I wish I cold have spoken to her one last time, to maybe even say goodbye. I lost my chance and a day later she had deteriorated so quickly. I lost my chance. I’m sorry. I miss you, Mom.
Random crap.