November is birthday month for both of my parent's. My mama's is November 3rd (today) and my Dad's is November 29th. My Birthday lies right in-between on the 13th.
Someone last night asked me if I struggle with the loss of my parents on Holidays. I answered him saying, almost exactly what the quote above says.
The most painful thing is living every day without the ability to have them living it with me. It's the moments I want to call them to talk about my day, something good that happened, or if I am hurting and just need my mom. I realized that its ok to hurt. It's okay if I am not always put together, it is okay to miss them, and I do. I miss them a lot.