Christmas without you / Mom (Mother)
I guess I didn't really understand the meaning of shock until now. Thinking back to this time last year and I can barely even remember the days or the events. I couldn't even begin to tell you what I bought or didn't buy for any one. I just went through the motions without even knowing or caring or remembering. Today I realize that was the grand stage of shock that every one was talking about. Stage 1: Shock the body's way of protecting the mind; a total numb wall that surrounds the brain preventing and outer body explosion. Stage 2: REALITY the body’s way of forcing the brain to now face the pain. A loud silent scream from the brain that only you can hear. And explosion of the mind forced inward. Pain full of so much force that you wish you were dead but your left with no choice but to live, or to at least to pretend. I fear stage 3 I don't at this point even know what it is and don't want to know. I just pray every day that I'm able to make it through the next day, shit the next hour, the next minute. Living without you Matthew is as bad as life could ever be. I really really hate it. To breathe with a broken heart is a terrible way to be forced to live. This is your mom's life now a shattered broken mess. Reality is killing me. I miss you baby and I love you so much.
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