......and I find it hard to believe it's been a year already.
The void is still there.....I try my best to not miss her voice, her presence and her touch.
But I do....not a day passes by that I don't feel that void and yearn for her to be here with me again.
I came across a poem which describes the type of mom that she's been to me.
Hoping that it will help others here who have lost their mom too.
(((((HUGS))))) ~ Ivory
"My Mother kept a garden,
a garden of the heart,
She planted all the good things
that gave my life it's start.
She turned me to the sunshine
and encouraged me to dream,
Fostering and nurturing
the seeds of self-esteem...
And when the winds and rain came,
she protected me enough--
But not too much because she knew
I'd need to stand up strong and tough.
Her constant good example
always taught me right from wrong--
Markers for my pathway
that will last a lifetime long.
I am my Mother's garden.
I am her legacy-
And I hope today she feels the love
reflected back from me"