Day 2. Saying goodbye.

So i moved in with my boyfriend pretty quick. We’ve been together for almost two years now so iv’e been out of my moms house for quite some time. Every now and then i’ll find my self getting really down about it. It was a really big step…sometimes i cry because i feel like i wasn’t ready to leave my mom behind and she needed me. I wasn’t ready to say goodbye. I know its not really a goodbye but it feels like it…i haven’t saw my mother in several months…when it was thanksgiving she died twice on the operating table…i haven’t saw her since she came out of the hospital…i’m afraid. I keep thinking to my self wow, that could of been it. 

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