04/04/2026
No matter how much time passes, no matter how old I get…
There is a part of me that will always need you.
Not in a childish way, but in a deep, quiet way that never really fades—the kind of need that comes from knowing you were the one person who made everything feel okay.
Nothing prepares you for the moment you have to let your mom go.
No words, no warnings, no amount of time can make that kind of goodbye easier. It’s a kind of loss that changes you, that stays with you, that becomes a part of how you see the world forever.
And even though I keep going, even though life continues…
There are still moments when all I want is to be held by you again, to feel that comfort that only you could give.
Because some kinds of love…
you never outgrow.
