Missing Mom

Today is my moms birthday. It is strange not having her here I find myself still reaching for the phone to give her a call to tell her about my day or something that the kids have done or just to chat. Then I realize that she is not there. It hurts, more than I ever thought it would. I keep thinking that it is going to get easier and that the empty feeling would go away, but I am not sure if it going to go away, and I am wondering if it really should. Maybe that is how we hold on to our loved ones. I love you mom, and happy birthday