They say grief of losing someone gets better over time. I think what that really means is that it’s dormant. Forever there, just under the surface. 🤍 Until one day something or someone will remind you of them, and it all comes rushing back. It’s all back. Forever there, just under the surface. Four years ago today, I lost my Big Momma. 💔 No matter how much time passes or wherever I am, I hide my tears on a constant basis and pray to God that you will give me signs that you’re still here with me... Getting to talk to you every day, getting to love and be loved by you, was so magical. YOU were magic. You are the reason I am who I am. 🙏🏼 I would give anything to have you back. If I could reach out and touch you just one more time. I wish I could talk to you today and have you tell me to just, “take it day by day,” as you always would. Today I remember that you’re still here with me. You’re alive through me. Through Todd and Daddy. Through your grand babies. Through your perfume. Through everything. If prayers could make you come back, you would be here with us. We love you forever and ever, and I’ll be looking for butterflies in the sky today 🦋❤️ (btw I’ve clearly always loved a crop top 😂) And top off this awful day... WE have lice 🤯 let today be over 😭