Not a day goes by that I don't think about you Mom. I often get discouraged when other's talk about their Mom's. Sometimes its even uncomfortable to be in the same room or engage in their conversations when they speak about their Mom's/ parents. I may even be jealous of my friend's, family or co-worker's relationships with their Mom and angry at the ones' who speak poorly of their Mom/ parents. I would do anything to be able to see you again, hear you voice, give you a hug and tell you how much I love you. I know I cannot and will never be able to do any of those things, it is disheartening. I wish I had more time to be able to make up for my years as a teenager when I was not the nicest person. You went to soon. I was grown up and appreciated you to late. I am sad that you are not with Dad, will miss special events, will never get to see the what becomes of your children, will never get to see your grandchildren, will never see the rest of your family, will never get to see the improvements done to the house and whatever else you will miss. I know you know I love you and that I miss you terribly. You are not in pain anymore and that is what matters most. I will never stop loving you and you will be Forever missed. Love,
Your Daughter
My painful memories, the same day every year
it's the day that I have now come to fear
I know that I will start to cry on the
anniversary of the day you died
The first one that's not a celebration
I know anniversary's are meant to be happy
But just this once, just this time,
Memories I can't forget, that make me cry
R.I.P.