My mom became very sick after she put to bed. The best doctors that dad cld afford were taking care of her. Her health seems to fail each passing moment. Then the dreaded phone call. My mom has passed away..

Dad cried and grieved. The pain and heartache of losing her is numbing. Even though I am aware that she is ill, the hope of her recovery burns bright in front of me. Any age will not prepare me for the time of your demise dear mum . And if I can decide to my heart's desire, I do not want you to go, ever.

I missed my opportunity of being close to my mom on her last days. I didn't have the chance to kiss her goodbye, or stroke her hair, or hold her hand for the last time...

She lived a life by example; forgive and let go. What's in your heart reflects on your face. Her character of forgiving and letting go is one of your precious gifts to myself.

Your picture now sits in a conspicuous place at home. I get to see you always this way. In confusing situations, I look at your photo and start to think deeper of what you might have to say. The memory of her your wise words gives me strength, direction and my needed comfort.

Every time I think of my mom, I am starting to feel that maybe I am becoming more like a true piece of herself... I hope I am making you proud today and you are right there, smiling at me from heaven.

Continue to rest on maami......  Till we. Meet to part no more. 

I MISS YOU DEARLY.