It came and went

[Jenny Robinson]

My Mothers one year, came and went.

The day was worse than I ever thought it to be. My father tried his best to keep my mind off things, buy having me help him cut wood. 

But by the end of the night I was in tears yet again, I can't believe she had passed away one year ago from Saturday. My life had forever changed on that day and the wound still feels fresh.

Will that ever change?