idk if I have the heart to finish it I started tearing up just typing up the lower bottom text.

I just .. miss her. Through everything the mere four years I had a mom in my life were the core of my memories and have survived through the ptsd; the abuse, the depression, the darkness... Its always here and despite having a horrible memory and not remember what day her birthday is every year my body just.. /knows/ and aches. Years to remember what her voice was like as she cried tears of joy at the first time her daughter gave her her first birthday gift from her kid. Her first mother's day after adopting. I just... idk.. I need to shut up I'm gonna start crying again ahah.