My Daughter,
Your life, like a wisp of air, ended. Quietly.
About to dive to wallow in grief thinking of you, my loving daughter. I’m missing you, longing to hold you. Touching the things you owned, still tucked in here around me, I want to fall into bereavement once more but I catch myself, telling myself, “There’s no point dwelling in the cracks of my broken heart”.
Two years, four months and twenty days today, I’ve been treading this life without you. Heartache is seeping through my spirit now. My mind tells me, “It is what it is”. My heart says, “I wish you were here; it is a bad dream”.
But, it isn’t a bad dream. It’s real.
Just like all pains, this one too will pass. It comes and goes. The heart remembers, the soul seeks, the mind needs comforting, the kind of comfort I know I will have any moment now.
In times like this, I am grateful that I have surrendered my life to God. I don’t know how I would have handled the deep sorrow of your leaving. God is so merciful that long before he was to call you home, he prepared you and me to face the end of your earthly journey.
Our lovely relationship was one that can only be designed by God. Our lives were so intertwined we can read each others’ thoughts. Till your last breath we were together drawn even closer with our more than a month in that hospital room. We knew we’re best friends till the end.
Imaging your smile and your laughter now, I’m thankful that in my life story, you are there. I love you forever. I will see you again.
Like a wisp of air I will travel to where I will find you.
Mom
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