3 months

It's been three months since I last told my mom I loved her. I whispered it in her ear and told her I'd miss hearing her perky little voice. She squeezed my hand. It may seem random and simple, but today I decided that is one of the things I miss the most...just telling her I love her, and having her hear me say it. Today I decided that if a tree falls in the woods and no one hears it, it does not make a sound. Saying it without her hearing it is not the same.