Like a Pony : JessieKitty.org's Personal Blog

well. I'm home to get clothes for the funeral. I have been home since yesterday. I threw myself into some maintenance around here on the site while I've been home to take my mind off of things.

My mother died in my arms. One of the last things she said was she whispered "I love you" in my ear a few mornings ago. Joe and I have been shooting up all her dillaudids... it's the only comfort we have.

This is the worst thing that has ever happened to me. I am very hopeless feeling. I just don't know about a world without my mother in it. She was the most beautiful person there's ever been. EVER.

I'm going back for the funeral tomorrow.