Mom, I miss you.

I’m sorry, mom. I was selfish to have you do the surgery. I wanted you to stay around longer. I didn’t want you to leave all of a sudden. It pains me to know that you aren’t going to see me in my prom dress today. You aren’t going to see me receive my cord at awards night. You aren’t going to see me walk down the field to get my diploma. I miss you, mom. Please get better. Please. I promise I’ll stop crying. Just get better, okay? I love you, mom.

"Some people meet the way the sky meets the earth, inevitably, and there is no stopping or holding back their love. It exists in a finished world, beyond the reach of common sense."
– Louise Erdrich (via kari-shma)

There’s no giving up now.