This is sucky.
So you’d think having a whole ton of parents would make the loss of one easier, right? But it still hits me at random times that I will never meet her. Never get to know her, for better or worse. I know things weren’t perfect with her, and I know she had faults. But still she was a parent, an actual blood relative, and there’s a part of my heart that shattered when I found out she was gone.