I lost my mom 2 weeks ago today. I got the call from my sister at about 2:30 that afternoon that mom passed away last night in her sleep. It felt like something wrenched my heart out of my chest. My heart hurts everyday. I miss my mom so much; we were very close. I worried all my life about the day my mom would leave this earth. I used to hope I'd go before her to avoid this pain but I know that's selfish and parents just shouldn't have to burry their children. I wake up everyday and I hear my sister telling me that mom passed away. I had just spoke to her the night before and I planned to pick her up to stay a couple nights with me and the kids, as we usually did. I wanted to be dead too just so I could be with her again. I'm trying to keep strong for my two little ones and I know that my mom would want me to go on with my life, happily. She is my best friend, forever.