Current mood:
drained Category: Life
Well it's the wee hours of Mother's Day morning. I'm not entirely sure why that is causing me such distress but my god I feel like I've been barreled over by some sort of nastily violent emotional train. I'm thankful that I get to wish my mom a happy mother's day, but I just feel like something is missing. Even though I know what that is, it's just not feeling right.
I miss my Nana.
I feel like a lunatic sitting here crying over my keyboard at nearly two in the morning but some days are better than others.
Some days you know you'll be just fine, others it's all you can do to maintain.
I've just spent a lovely evening with some of my best friends and am most thankful for all of them. But it just makes it harder that she isn't here to see us all together, all friends, having fun and knowing that nothing will tear us apart again.
It kills me that she's not here to see that it's all ok, but in some large way it's all her doing. And I trust that she sees it all, and knows that everything is ok.
So I now catch myself sounding like a nutter, must be bed time.
God the things in my head.
Hey Nana, it makes you happy, I know that. Ick.
I miss my Nana.
I feel like a lunatic sitting here crying over my keyboard at nearly two in the morning but some days are better than others.
Some days you know you'll be just fine, others it's all you can do to maintain.
I've just spent a lovely evening with some of my best friends and am most thankful for all of them. But it just makes it harder that she isn't here to see us all together, all friends, having fun and knowing that nothing will tear us apart again.
It kills me that she's not here to see that it's all ok, but in some large way it's all her doing. And I trust that she sees it all, and knows that everything is ok.
So I now catch myself sounding like a nutter, must be bed time.
God the things in my head.
Hey Nana, it makes you happy, I know that. Ick.
 | Currently listening: The Best Of The Doors By The Doors Release date: 25 October, 1990 |
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