Five years have gone by
since I’ve heard your voice
heard your laugh
seen your smile
felt your hug
The darkness rushes over me again
and I get lost between
where the child ends
and the woman begins
The pain still hates me
and you’re not here to hold me
It all makes sense
if darkness is the absence of light
this pain, my darkness
is the absence of you
I implore you, if you still have your mother, visit with her often, call her tomorrow, and not just because it’s Mother’s Day.
Call her because you can. Ask her about her day, ask her about who she was before she became a mother. Ask her about her dreams, her passions, her fears, and her regrets. Listen to the things she has to say, really listen, and comprehend.
Make time for calls, and chats over coffee, and shared laughter. Squeeze every minute out of life with her, because one day, you’ll be where I am.
Wishing that you could have one more phone call, one more cup of coffee, and one more memory of shared laughter.
Happy Mother’s Day to all of you beautiful mother’s out there! ❤
Love & life lessons,