my more recent piercings have been done on significant dates (like my 30th birthday, or other things i care to remember), and this is no exception.
today would have been my mom's 63rd birthday.
i miss her.
i wanted to mark it in some way, and since i can't afford a new tattoo yet, this seems like the next best thing. i got a little silver hoop with a bright green bead, one of her favorite colors.
i didn't want to go to work today, but it was a nice distraction. i'm feeling a lot of weight on my heart and mostly i'm just trying to do "normal" things. one of these days i'm just simply going to break down. i just keep reminding myself that there is no "normal" when you lose a parent and that whatever i feel, i just need to let myself feel it and deal with it.
i had some time between my piercing and work, so i spent about 20 minutes at the walker sculpture garden, kind of meditating, kind of just sitting and thinking. it was a nice, sunny, breezy day.
this is my mom, me, and my dad in Todos Santos, Baja, Mexico in January.
i miss her so much.