My daughter tells me all the time, "mom, you are the best." If only I felt that way. I still have unresolved issues. I still have tons of BLAME in my heart. I am still HURTING. I still have thoughts of the WHAT IF'S. I often think about what I'm MISSING. I love being a mom to my daughter. She's the best daughter ever. But there is a part of ME missing and I am afraid it's gone forever.
(Cylas, mommy is missing you today. I love you with every ounce of my being.)