Only Love Can Hurt Like This
Happy New Year 2026. Alright, I know… it’s already February. A bit late, yeah. But this is my first post of 2026, so it still counts. 2025 was, honestly, a pretty tough year. Work was intense, and it all ended with me losing my beloved mum. Mum was my friend, my enemy sometimes; but most importantly, she was my parent. The one I respected and loved. Our relationship had its ups and downs, just like any normal mother-and-daughter situation. But one thing I’ve always known for sure: she loved me deeply. For decades she fought to give me the best life she possibly could. Without her, I wouldn’t be who I am today; a grown woman, educated, with a decent job and a decent life. Thank you, Mum, for everything you did. Over the past two years she’d been in and out of hospital. Somehow she always managed to recover, even though physically she was getting weaker little by little. I never imagined that the day I took her to the ER would be the last time she ever came home. After a month...
