|Apple Pie with Classic Crust|
Anyway, I didn't realize it until my dad said something but Sunday was 4 months for my Mom's passing. It still hurts but the pain is duller than before. Nothing is like before and I am now living a new version of normal but holiday's are hard and I am so not looking forward to Mother's Day.
It really is the little things that affect me the most. I finished something that I was knitting (I will show you later in the week) and I just wanted to call my mom and tell her about it. I see something funny and want to share it. I am scared and concerned about something and want her reassurance that everything will be okay.
As Easter gets closer, I look at the house and think I need to decorate but worry that I won't find the time. I don't know how she did it and wonder if she knew how much I appreciated her. As I got older, the teenage angst and frustrations went away and the love was really apparent. I miss her so much and everything still seems so surreal but a new normal is starting to be established. I just need to keep taking one day at a time, which is easy as pie, right?