I wouldn't have been able to move to the city if it wasn't for her. She gave me a place in her home. I lived with her until I could find a new job. I'm sobbing uncontrollably just going tjru my pictures, videos of when I was living with her. We lost touch after I moved out. After I got a job I kept sending her handwritten letters, whenever I'd have a thought about her I'd make a note of reaching out.. maybe I should've done just a bit more maybe if I did a little bit more she'd be here today

She'd make me go get groceries for her and ask for a very specific brand of coconut water and if I brought the wrong one she'd make me go all the way back to get that brand .. I'm reminiscing the slightest of her actions and going insane because she isnt here anymore to do any of those.

A not so gentle reminder that life is ephemeral, and relationships are the essence of it. Be kinder than necessary, be the first to reach out to loved ones, for you know not what someone is struggling with. God, I miss her