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I miss my mom a lot today. There is no one to call to talk to when you feel like you're lost and want to talk to someone. Dad is not the same, step-mom is not the same, and neither is Erik. I want her to make me laugh like she always did and remind me that even if I fail this terrible bar, it won't be the end of the world

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[steins_law]

*hugs*

you'll get through this. in a month you'll never have to think about barbri again!

[dream_a_highway]

i know the feeling. sometimes it helps me to write to patrick or to talk to him alone in my car or at his tree or anywhere.

the awful thing about grief is that it's really hard to be satisfied when you have this need to talk to her.

i don't know if it's real or just something your mind gives you, but soon, i think you'll have a few visitation dreams. they tended to freak me out, but it's also really nice to have really felt that i talked to him.

I posted about a couple. I bummed that I can't find my first one. It was really sweet and only happened 2 months after he died. I was in a supermarket with my daughter (I don't have a daughter yet) and Patrick was there, he was tickling me and hugging me and then hugged my daughter. Nothing was said, but it gave me the sense that he will always love me and love any child that I have even though it will never be his.

here's some more.
http://www.livejournal.com/users/patricks_heart/10747.html

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