A Swappie friend of mine lost her mom last week. My heart goes out to her, for I know how hard it was for me to come to grips that I had suddenly become a motherless daughter almost two years ago. The only encouragement that I could offer her was that the edge of the sword of pain gets less sharp over time. I wish I could say it goes away completely, but I don't think it does. I miss my mom everyday.
I miss her when I see the blooming flowers in my garden that came from her garden.
I miss her when it's my birthday. I loved hearing my birth story from her.
I miss her when I am hurting. Sometimes a girl just needs her momma. *smile*
I miss her when there is a joyous occasion, when sorrows come my way, when I am successful, when I fail, when life is good, when life is hard.
I miss her all the time....
(((hug)))
ReplyDeleteI somewhat imagine how it would feel when I read your posts or hear of others going through this. I really can't imagine at all. I can say that your posts have made me more aware of my blessings. I try to store more memories for the future.
ReplyDeleteI wish I could give you a hug!