Oh, Mom

I had that dream again last night, where I wake up balling. Sometimes I wonder if Lauren hears me, and just can't bring herself to tell me about it. The hole doesn't really get filled, does it? Nothing can replace you Mom - not that I would ever make that attempt. I find myself ready to go, at any time; but you wouldn't want it that way, would you? You want me to be molded into the man you made me to be with my time down here. I think I believe it less and less that you're actually gone as the years go by. The other day I found myself alone in the van, and I just had to say it out loud- "Are you KIDDING me? She's really gone?" simply unreal. Anyway, I'm just here to express my love one more time. You are missed, irreplaceable and never forgotten!