Today was my mom's funeral. I knew for ten years that this day was coming and yet I was unprepared to handle it with dignity. I think because there are so many empty blanks and incomplete stories, things I should have asked about or questioned long ago. My mother didn't really like me and I'm still not sure why. She was aloof at times, self-centered at other times, and always unsure of how to relate to me. I thought I was over it long ago.
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