
She wants to be strong, yet I know she would do anything to reverse the situation.
That night I wanted to weep too. But it was silly. I was there to comfort not make it worse.
Her mom was a great person.
No doubt I would miss her too.
I miss her famous "milk jelly".
I miss the funny phrases she would exchange with my mom.
I miss the cleanliness of the house.
I miss how important it is to have her house in tip-top condition.
I miss her bubbly rounded face.
I miss her cackling laughter.
I miss her.
She must be devastated. When she told me she'll never have the chance to call anyone "mother" again.
My heart cried.
I don't know how it feels like but I know it's a thousand times worse than how I'm feeling.
For what it's worth my dear, my mom thinks her soul is saved.
She's in peace, girl.






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