I miss her a lot, actually.
I miss her hugs.
I miss her advice.
I miss her laugh.
I miss her voice.
Not sure why it's hit me so hard today. I think I've been doing pretty well handling her passing. But not today.
My dad goes in for surgery on Tuesday, and I'm not sure if that is freaking me out a bit or what. I'm sure he will be ok, but I just hate that he has to do it.
It sure is hard when your parents get older.
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