After five long years, I have never stop thinking of you every single day. It's like a daily ritual. Something I have to do at the beginning of the day. It gives me strength and hope to move forward. On some days, the silly side of me will wake up half expecting you to be in the kitchen preparing breakfast. If memories are tangible, I would hang on to them for dear life.
Because time hurts memories. Images become blur, voices faint. The distance between us widens. I just want to tell you I'm still hanging on to the memories of us as long as my brain still functions.
I also want to tell you everybody is doing well and so you don't have to worry too much. Just enjoy your little "vacation" until it's my time to join you. For, you still have a son to take care of...
Happy Mother's Day "MA"