Gone but never forgotten
I lost my mom recently. Just 2 days ago my aunt sat my brother and I down to tell is the news. My family had just went on a cruise and were going home the next day when my mom was sent to the hospital. My dad and uncle stayed behind while the rest of the family went back home. We were in Barcelona, Spain going to Toronto, Canada. My dad assured me only for a couple of days that they will be back. We never thought it was that serious.
My mom had two brain aneurysms and had many surgeries. If she recovered, she would not have full body function. My family prayed and prayed for her safety over the course of the week before she passed away. My mom was a fighter but it wasn't enough, she passed away in the morning of August 22, 2012. I am only 16 with an older brother that is 21. We are still waiting for my parents to come home from Spain.
It is very hard to cope, I've cried countless times and think of her often. I'm constantly regretting and thinking about things I should have done. I am a teenager needing her mom, but I'm sad to say my mom won't be here. It's tough, everywhere I look she's there. My mom, my one and only mom, gone from my life. I really don't know what to do anymore. I don't think I'll ever be the same again. I just wish things were different but I know it's too late now. This is my story and no matter how many times I keep thinking its a joke, a prank, a dream, it's not.