I don't really go online that much any more, so I have few places I can post things like this. So please disregard if not interested in reading a small emo-post.

On September 4th 2014, my mother passed away. I had just had the chance to visit her after my step-dad passed away in July. It was a stupidly long amount of years being kept away by "life" from visiting her. I had three days to spend with her then I was rushed home because I could not afford to miss any more work.

I knew that that was the last time I would ever see her alive, even though I promised her I'd go back to see her. Then I get "the call".

She died of congestive heart failure. It was sudden. I miss her. Always tell those you love that you love them, remind them daily, because there will come a day you won't be able to anymore.