Proud

Today, my mom and I went to do some groceries. While she was driving we talked a bit about my father, how he has been already almost 3 years gone. I still can't believe how we got through those 3 years. It was an emotional conversation even though it had only like 10 lines, but it was nice to talk about it. Mom said she was proud of herself for hanging on and it felt as she finally was ready to admit it. I had to block my tears. I wanted to tell her that dad probably would be proud of her too, but I didn't cause that wouldn't block my tears anymore lol.

Just sayin' I'm proud of her too.
And I still miss you everyday.