Joy's Point Of View
These past years have been so difficult without mom, we have finally admitted that she is dead and won't be with us anymore. We can't and won't be able to see her again, we can't smile together, eat together, play together, work together, be scolded by her, be advised by her, she is no longer with us and we didn't get to say a nice goodbye before she left, we didn't get to give her our last hugs, last smile, last kisses and last stare. I'm still hurt by her disappearance and I'm just healing, it is close to the period of her disappearance. The month, the week is always filled with sorrow, bitterness, anger and grievance.
"Hey!" Someone said as I felt a tap on my back, I turned to look at the person and it turned out to be James, my colleague at work.
"Hey!" I respond
