Over the last few days I've realized how much I still miss my Mum. With Max being born, I've been thinking about how he'll never know her and what a wonderful grandmother she was to Aden and Mav. I hope the older boys will eventually share their stories about her with him, and I know I will, but it's a bit heartbreaking to think about what he's missing out on.
I've also selfishly been missing her guidance during these early few weeks.
I think I'll always miss my Mum. I don't think it's something I'll ever get over even though it doesn't permeate every aspect of my life as it did a few years ago.
I've come to believe that when you really feel bad about losing someone, you don't really stop having those feelings. You just find ways not to think about them. At least, I think that's how it is with me.
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