letter to nowhere
Jan. 2nd, 2005 11:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thejunipertreeDear Mom,
I just realized that I can't remember how your voice sounded anymore. It's only been 52 days.
I miss you so fucking much, I don't know what to do sometimes.
Love,
tara
I just realized that I can't remember how your voice sounded anymore. It's only been 52 days.
I miss you so fucking much, I don't know what to do sometimes.
Love,
tara
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Date: 2005-01-27 08:49 pm (UTC)I'm muddling through things, but I think I'm mostly doing ok. Well. Sometimes.
My mother had given me a stuffed bear for Christmas a years back, which had a recorder in it. She had recorded a message for me on it and I'd so love to hear it again. However, a. I don't think I could handle it just yet and b. I think the bear was lost in my move back to NJ.
My brother has a voicemail from her still on his cellphone, though. I'm afraid to ask if I can listen to it.
Hope you're doing well, mister.