Year and a half later

It's been a year and a half today that I lost my mom. It still baffles me to think that I don't have my mom around anymore for the mother-daughter things a girl needs and wants. Honestly, I still have to conciously think and remind myself that I can't just call my mom and talk to her or tell her about my day or weekend or just hear her say my name and that she loves me. Will that ever change? Really, I would have to say I hope not because that would mean that I was used to her being gone and I Never want to get used to her not being here. My mom was amazing and it makes me sad to think that some of the most important people in my life never had the chance to meet her, or those who did didn't really have the chance to spend much time getting to know her. She never met my dog either... sometimes its the little things in life...
Guess I just miss her more when I realize how long its been since I was able to hear her voice and have a conversation with her and have her tell me she loves me. It does blow my mind that it has been a year and a half... wow. Think of you daily, momma, and I miss you and I love you.