Fill for a prompt on the glee angst meme. Basically, 'My Life', glee style. Mama Hummel made videos for every occasion could would need her.

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When the doctors told her that she only had a few months left, the only thing that Mrs. Hummel could think of was her son. Kurt, her beautiful baby boy, was only seven years old; that is way too young to be without a mother. She was sure that Burt would take great care of Kurt after she was gone, but that isn't the same as having a mother. And, she was sure that there were going to times where Kurt needed a mom more than he needed a dad. Kurt may only be seven, but she already knew that her little boy was different. Elizabeth just knew that Kurt would have a hard time growing up, especially here in Lima, Ohio. And she just knew that Kurt wouldn't be comfortable going to Burt for help; her little boy was always closer to her.

It was when she finished singing Kurt to sleep and was watching as his chest rose and fell with each breath that she made her choice. She may not be physically there for him, but she was going to do all she could to make sure that she would be able to give him the advice and encouraging words he needs, when he needs it. So, whenever Kurt was at school, she would set up the camera and sit in front of it. She went through every possible scenario and filmed for countless hours, but she made sure that she had something for every possible thing her son would need her for.

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Burt Hummel stood up from his arm chair and made his way out of the living room. The house seemed bigger without Elizabeth, emptier. When they buried her body today, he felt like a part of him had been buried with her. Losing her had been one of the hardest things he's ever gone through, but he knew he had to stay strong for Kurt. Kurt, who was only eight years old and was now without a mother.

He paused when he reached Kurt's room. He had sent the boy to bed over an hour ago, but it seems like he still hadn't fallen asleep. He heard soft whimpers coming from the room and felt his heart break just a little more. He wanted to go in there and comfort his son, but he didn't quite know how to. Elizabeth had always been the one who took care of Kurt whenever he was upset because Burt was never good at this feelings stuff.

'Of course!' Burt found himself thinking. Elizabeth had left a box, multiple boxes, actually, for Kurt. He turned on his heel and hurried to his room. He took out the first box he saw and opened it. It was filled with numerous cases, each with a plain white label with his wife's neat scrawl on it. He read through the labels on the cases and tried to find the right one.

"Hah!" Burt let out a happy exclamation when he found the right one. He was glad that it was in the first box he found and not in the other ones, because he wasn't sure he had the patience to look through all of them. He took the disc, and another one he saw that he thought he might need, and hurried to Kurt's room.

"Kurt?" Burt whispered as he pushed open the door to his son's room. The sobs he heard earlier came to an abrupt stop. "Hey, buddy, are you still up?"

"Y-yeah," He heard a shakey voice respond. Kurt sat up and even in the darkness, Burt could see him wiping at his face.

"Why don't you come with me to the living room, kiddo? I got something I think you might want to see." Burt held the door open wider and waited for Kurt to come out. When the young boy stepped out into the light of the hallway, Burt could see that his face was red and still stained with tears. He was sniffling quietly and chewing on his lower lip; it was something Burt knew his son always did when he was feeling anxious.

"Come on, buddy," Burt reached down and took Kurt's tiny hand in his. He led the boy to the living room and seated him on the couch. "I'm going to stick this disc into the player than make you a glass of milk, alright?"

Burt stuck the disc into the player, pressed play, and made his way to the kitchen. The disc had been labeled 'when you find yourself missing me too much'. He wasnt' sure what his wife put on the disc, but he thought he seemed like the right choice.

"Hey, sweetie," Elizabeth's voice drifted from the living room and into the kitchen. Burt felt tears stinging his eyes and made himself busy by making warm milk for Kurt.

Once the milk was ready, he put it into a cup and made his way back to the living room. He stopped right behind the couch. Kurt hadn't noticed him because his eyes were glued to the television screen. A few tears leaked out of Burt's eyes as he watched his wife speak to their son.

"I'm really sorry, Kurt." Elizabeth offered a small, sad smile. "I never wanted to leave you. I know that you must be real upset right now, and you have every right to be. But, please try not to stay upset for too long because I've always hated seeing you upset. Just know that no matter where you are and what you're doing, I'll always be watching over you.

"I'm sorry I won't be there to watch you grow up, but just know that I love you so much, Kurt. I have loved you since the first time I held you in my arms and I will love you until the end of time. I want you to make sure that you always remember that, sweetie. I love you."

Burt wiped at the tears that slid down his cheek and took a calming breath. He put a smile on his face and went to sit down on the couch. He saw the tears streaming down Kurt's face and set the cup of milk on the coffee table. He reached out and took Kurt into his arms and held him close.

"I miss mommy," Kurt mumbled into his shoulder. Burt squeezed him tighter and didn't try to stop the tears that were leaking out of his eyes.

"I miss her, too," Burt whispered into his son's hair. He stayed in that position for a while, just holding his son close to him. Once he got his tears under control, he pulled away from Kurt. He wiped away some of Kurt's tears then reached for the glass of milk. He handed the cup to Kurt and decided to play the next disc. It had been called 'when you're having a hard time falling asleep'.

Once the disc was in, he pressed play then settled himself back next to Kurt. He held Kurt close and watched his wife sing lullabies to their little boy. Kurt fell asleep after the second song, but Burt continued watching. He looked down at the tiny boy in his arms and felt gratefulf or all the videos that his wife left. Elizabeth had always been smart and always thought ahead; this was no exception. Long after the disc ended, he carried his son to his room and tucked him in. Burt kissed him goodnight and made a mental note to give Kurt the box of DVDs in the morning.

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When I decided to fill this, I actually planned for a rather long one-shot filled with all the different videos, but as I wrote this, all these new ideas came to me. I can just picture a video that applies to quite a few events that took place throughout the series, so I've decided to make this a little short mulitchap...depending on the kind of response I get.

Soooo, let me know what you think :)