I miss my mom

I miss her so much. I want her to be home with me to tell me she loves me and hold my hand. I want her to be here to hug my boyfriend and tell him she loves him. I want her to be here to cook dinner for us like she used to. I want her to be here to sit on her laptop and play on Farmville. I want her to be here so I could tell her about mine and my boyfriend's plans for when we finally move in together. I want her to be here to go to lunch with me and my boyfriend's mom next week. I want my mom.

I want my mom. I miss her. I want to wake up and see my mom sitting in her recliner, playing on her iPad while watching The Voice. I want to wake up and realize everything was a bad dream. She never had cancer. She never died.

I miss my mom. And I hate cancer.