Today is my moms birthday. It's weird. I don't know what I am supposed to feel. We are going to the cemetery to lay down some of her favorite flowers. I don't really want to go. Is that stupid? It's just that she is still so alive in my head that going to her grave is... weird almost. Like she can't be really there.
I can't focus on anything today, so maybe i should stop pretending to be doing useful things.