i don't think i have ever met someone as brave as my mum
every day she continues to blow me away with her strength
.
today was hard
.
i went to visit her and she wanted to tell me so many things
but she just couldn't
the words just wouldn't come out
i can read my mum
like most daughters can
i watch her eyes
they tell a million stories
.
i just sat with her today
i rubbed her back
i held her hand
i told her what i had planned
i told her stories
i told her what all my best friends were up too
she smiled
and listened
i took a beautiful photo of me and my brother up and pinned it on her board
she smiled and whispered
'beautiful'
i wanted so bad to climb into bed with her
i just want to spend every second curled up next to her
.
my visits are becoming shorter and shorter as she is wearing out rather quick these days
and usually falls asleep mid conversation
mouth open and all
bless her heart
i love kissing her shiny hair free head
i love her smell
i love her kind eyes
i love her so much
.
i know its another sad blog
but today i'm really feeling it
i have to feel it
in order to brave it
x