Randomly... that's how it hits you. The things that bring it all bubbling back to the surface, well they aren't always the things you would expect. You'd think it would hurt to look at the window and see your truck parked there, everyday... but it doesn't. What bothers me is to hear it... start up or pull into the driveway knowing you aren't behind the wheel.
Missing you...
Love you more,
Mom
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