Its hard w/ this sudden change w/ her loss. Even though I only saw her at least half or less of my life due to alcoholism and my dad divorcing her for my safety from violence and emotional stress. He made a little late move doing that. A day doesn't go by w/ out me remembering the fighting over stupid things, jobs, money, the house, and even me. I saw things thrown, and was hit w/ one ceramic almost solid squirrel in the back of the head. I was only in the 2nd grade when the fighting occurred, and 3rd when she was gone. After some years i got to see her on and off, then she moved to Dallas. She spent so much time w/ me, she even gave me support not only in school, boy scouts and sports, but also me being bisexual and she supported the furry fandom. Now.....its not the same. I know my dad is severely hurt by this even though they were divorced. Everyday was a struggle for her. Staying sober was the Thing she had to do, but something took over her mind and well....

Not that good at finishing things like this but I wanna just say this, Mom no matter what anyone says, thinks, or tells me, I will always, and forever, love you. Rest In peace