by Jessica Averhoff
(Saint Petersburg, fl)
My mother died May 20th, 2012 at 7:45 am. I was holding her hands in the ICU when she flatlined. I feel like someone ripped my heart out and stomped it into the ground. I wish she would have been an evil horrible mother and maybe it wouldn't hurt so bad. I wish i could go back in time and spend every second i could with her.Just one more day. I'd give anything to hear her voice one more time. I cry everytinme i want to call her or go see her. I don't know what to do. I've never felt like this. I almost wish sometimes that i didn't have a daughter so she would never feel like i do. Her obitiuary didn't do her justice. 56 years of her giving life reduced to paragraphs. I love her so much. I need to create a word for what we had becaus love is not enough to describe it. There is no replacing her.