Usually every mother’s day we (me, my mom, my sister) goes to church. Then we eat lunch, and since it’s a special day for her, my mom spends a little extra on the food. Me and my sister were allowed to order anything we like. It’s a good day, but not an extra special day.

It’s the first time in my life today that I can’t spend the mother’s day with her. Don’t get the wrong idea, she’s not dead yet. But don’t you just miss those moments when they’re gone?