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There were never any "good old days" — they are today, they are tomorrow
I guess this is progress of a sort 
5th-Sep-2008 04:11 pm
depression
Until 10 minutes ago, I had forgotten what day it was.

Fourteen years ago today, my mother died.

Dammit, dammit, dammit.
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5th-Sep-2008 11:26 pm (UTC)
*hughug*
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5th-Sep-2008 11:58 pm (UTC)
Oh, ouch. Those are hard anniversaries.
6th-Sep-2008 01:26 am (UTC)
I think I stopped noticing every single anniversary of my Mom's death at about 15 years, but for the next few years at least, I'd get really squirrelly around those days, and not remember why, until someone or other close to me would say, "Isn't it the end of May?"

Oh yeah.

I hope it gradually gets better.
6th-Sep-2008 02:26 am (UTC)
Hug. and love.
6th-Sep-2008 02:56 am (UTC)
*love*
8th-Sep-2008 05:30 am (UTC)
*hug*
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