Almost two years have passed and I still can’t believe I managed to survive without you. Even today I took your plate at dinner and lunch.. I still keep on talking to you.
It was 18 of jan 2014 the day you left this world, I realized that I will never, be the same. I lost you but I gained something in return. And that very ‘something’ is the ability to honor you and keep your soul alive while inspiring others.
They tell me you’re in a better place now, but I know where you so badly wanted to stay.. They say it was “your time to go” but why? Is there anything logical in this? If it so then, can’t we manage to take a time break? There’s so much that you will miss out on and it breaks my heart.
If tears could build a stairway, and memories were a lane, I would walk right up to heaven to bring you home again.
You never got the chance to be a grandmother, you never got to see your soon to buy a home. You never got to celebrate your 45 year anniversary with dad, you weren’t even here to celebrate your 60th birthday. I just cannot accept that it was not your time to go.
You were our home, our family, our reason for happiness, you united us always, you were everything. You are gone from me now, but one they can’t take away, your memory resides inside my heart, and lights up my darkest days..
You taught me everything I’ll ever need to know except how to live without you. I truly believe that I have received more love from you in my 25 years than most people receive in a lifetime and I will be grateful forever.
Thank you for the continuous blessings you send from above. Would I give up all of those recent blessings to have you back? Wish I could get this option.
The only thing i do is that, I pray that one day I am reunited with you. I can still hear your laughter each time a funny memory of you pops up in my mind. I can still feel your hand on my forehead when I told you I wasn’t feeling well. I can still feel the warmth of your hug. And, mom, If you can see me now, I want you to know that I am fine….
With loads of love!!