The whole day turned gloomy when I woke before sunrise and realized what day it was. I left to go buy cupcakes with candles and flowers before I headed over to the graveyard.
I placed the flowers I bought down on my mother’s tombstone and blew a kiss onto my hand and transferred it over to the gravestone. “Hey, momma. “I sat down crossing my legs and pulled out the cupcakes I got—placing one candle on each.
The weather was even gloomy when I woke up this morning, heavy dark clouds were slowly rolling in followed by a cold breeze. It was a stay-in-bed kind of weather and I would have loved to stay in bed, but it was my mother’s birthday, marking it as the third birthday she wasn’t with us.
“Every year, I expect it to be different and get better, but the hurt doesn’t go away, momma,” I
