Today is my mother's seventy-first birthday. If she were alive today, she'd be seventy-one. Unfortunately for me, she's been dead for almost ten years. Doesn't mean I still don't miss her.
I don't always think about her being gone, but I don't ever forget it, either.
I miss you, Mom. I'll see you again - hopefully not soon, and hopefully not in shame, but some day.
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