Some Days

Today is harder than most. It's the week before mother's day, I'm a wreck on the inside. I miss my kids....I miss the messiness of my son and the way his face used to light up when I would come home after having only been gone a short while. I miss the sound of my daughters voice and her giggle while she played with her baby brother. I feel like that life almost never happened it seems so long ago.... I'm no closer to seeing them. I hate money. My heart is killing me.