Dear Mother

Losing you was the worst possible thing that could happen to me. Your absence in my life has left an enormous void that I compensated with guilt and self deprecation. 

Over 2 decades I’d convinced myself that I was your murderer. But I’m slowly accepting the fact that everything in life happen for a reason and there is no such thing as accident, although it may appear to be at first. God works in mysterious ways.

I miss everything about you. The way you smell. The way you laugh. The way you held me at night to sleep. What I would do to hear you scream at my face again – I even miss that. That is how much I miss you. 

Happy Mother’s Day Mom. I love you.


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