This is a nice reminder for me right now. After my mom died I kept waiting for the 'moment' when I would get over 'it'. It was almost a year before I realized 'it' wasn't going anywhere. I graduate on Friday, and although I am excited, I am not looking forward to celebrating it without my mom by my side. In all it's ridiculousness, I almost want to blow it so I won't have to go through this. But, that won't happen. This isn't the first event she's been missed at and sadly, it won't be the last.
