#morally sick

[bearsatdafair5]

I didn’t realize how far it would carry. Lingering like a ball and chain, this grief.

I guess for the first year, I figured she was on a trip like she always was. Even though I watched them close the noisy casket.

Now I see her in everything. The beverages she used to drink, the flowers she was named after, and the haunting image of my father realizing I’m my mother’s daughter.