My mum died when I was 13. I was so close to her and loved her more than anyone, and she was my biggest cheerleader, always so proud of me for everything.
4 years later, I still struggle with celebrating the good moments. Whenever I win awards, overcome something, reach a new milestone, i feel overcome with the pain of knowing she'll never know, that I can never tell her. Getting my first job, making new friends, even something as silly as getting a good grade.... It's never felt like something 100% positive because it just makes me feel so sad that she isn't there to be proud of me. I don't think i'll ever get over it. I know it isn't the biggest deal, but it's just something i've noticed over the years with so many big changes in my life.