Remembering

July 7, 2007

My mom would have been 53 today.

The thing they don’t tell you when you lose somebody is how much it hurts to remember. I’m screaming in my head because there are so many memories flashing around and all I want to do is go back to them, just to have another day with her.

This is so hard.

I just read on MSNBC that Philadelphia recently had its 200th murder of the year. That’s 200 killings in seven months.

So much for the City of Brotherly Love.