Friday, March 05, 2004       ( 7:57 PM ) Lostcheerio   It's my mother's birthday today. She would have been 91. I miss her so terribly right now, I feel like I'm going crazy. Your mother is the person who loves you more than anything else in the world. I know this because I see how I love my children. Once your mother is gone, there is a terrible emptiness where you used to feel that person that was on your side no matter what. I feel awful blackness right now, I know it's partly sleep-deprivation but I feel like I'm really falling. Fortunately I have a person, a parent, who still loves me like that, my Ahno. Without her this week I would truly be lost. And I have a husband who adores me and two children who I can experience love with the way my mother loved me. Still, it stinks. #

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