Today was tough. I didn't feel good at all and just wanted to sit in my chair. Had to get up and do a few things. Got some breakfast and went to the cemetery and ate breakfast with Mom and our baby. I talked to Mom some and cried a lot. I really hate our new life. Well, not all of it because I get to spend time with my Dad that I never did before but for the most part, I hate it. I get sad when I go to Mom and Dad's house because the yard looks abandoned. Mom always had it looking so good and she would have already started on it. I miss her beautiful flowers. . . .and I really miss her. How are broken hearts mended? Do they ever truly stop hurting? My heart was still hurting from losing our baby so now I have hurt on top of hurt.
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