Wednesday, November 04, 2009


I miss my mom.

I miss the relationship we had before we didn't talk for 5 months, basically. I miss the friendship I get to have with her when my siblings are not living in her house. I miss what it feels like to feel important to her. I miss knowing that she is proud of me and my kids. I miss being able to talk to her about anything I want. I miss being able to talk to her at all.


1 comment:

  1. Hi Holly, I miss you too. I don't think it is siblings that have made us not talk, it is this crazy mission stuff. I come home each night exhausted and sometimes go back to make sure everything is done. My fault. I could call everyone on weekends - I will try to do better. Hopefully Christmas will happen in this house this weekend, just in time to take it down. Oh well.


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