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I often write about my fears about becoming a mother. I have written about my general cluelessness about babies, my fears of not being the typical mothering personality for our child and my pondering about what kind of mother will I be. I know I will make mistakes and I think what often shines through is that I’m truly afraid I’ll make mistakes when it matters most. I’m not perfect, and I… Read More
Some days, I just wish my mom were still alive. All I want is to talk to my mom, just one more time. I want one last hug, but I know if given the chance, I’d never let go. I long for her warm embrace. I want to create new memories with my mom. I want our future to be intertwined, rather then non-existent. There will always be a hole in my… Read More

