INSPIRED WANDER

Dearest Mom, four years ago today you let go of this life, but your love and light remain. Time has helped to soften the sharp edges of loss, but grief for a loved one isn’t a straight line from point A to B. It is a meandering, zig zagging journey throughout life. Lately you have been in my thoughts and dreams – almost as much as you were right after you passed away. Perhaps it’s your way of reaching out from beyond the veil to let me know that you are still near, or as a gentle reminder to keep my life in balance and follow my bliss. To remember that life is short, so we need to focus on the things that we love and bring us joy. I miss you so much dear Mom, and always will.

If roses grow in Heaven Lord, please pick a bunch for me. Place them in my Mother’s arms and tell her they’re from me. Tell her that I love and miss her, and when she turns to smile, place a kiss upon her cheek and hold her for awhile. Because remembering her is easy, I do it everyday, but there’s an ache within my heart that will never go away.