Idiocy of I Know How You Feel

My mother is dead. Life continues for others. I see them mowing their lawns. Children are outside, playing, laughing and swinging. I know how you feel some idiot says. My mother is gone. No more laughter. No more smile. No time to say I am sorry. No time to hear I love you. I know how you feel some idiot says. My mother would be rolling her eyes. She would make fun of their insensitivity after they go. We would giggle about the ridiculousness of this stupid saying. I know how you feel. Of course they could not. She is not their mother And she is gone.