My Mother, My Angel. I miss you now more than ever.
Do you know how much I love you? Did you know how much I loved you? Do you know how much I want to hold you? Want to kiss you? Want to talk with you? My God, how I miss you.
Perhaps love is like a resting place
A shelter from the storm
It exists to give you comfort
It is there to keep you warm
And in those times of trouble
When you are most alone
The memory of love will bring you home
Perhaps love is like a window
Perhaps an open door
It invites you to come closer
It wants to show you more
And even if you lose yourself
And don`t know what to do
The memory of love will see you through
Oh, love to some is like a cloud
To some as strong as steel
For some a way of living
For some a way to feel
And some say love is holding on
And some say letting go
And some say love is everything
And some say they don`t know
Perhaps love is like the ocean
Full of conflict, full of change
Like a fire when it`s cold outside
Or thunder when it rains
If I should live forever
And all my dreams come true
My memories of love will be of you
~John Denver
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
From an entry in my other diary 2 years ago...
The saddest day in the history of my life...2004-03-19 18:00:28
My Mother died last week and I am grief stricken beyond all belief. My Mother was my best friend. She was the warmest thing in my pathetic little life. And my heart shivers at the notion that I will never feel the softness of her gentle hand stroking my hair. Or her tender whispers in my ear full of ’I love you’s.’ I spent every single day with her. This is the lowest point of my entire life and I don’t know how I’m going to go on.
I miss her more then I could ever imagine.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My love for you lives on, Mommy. Until that day that we will be together again, I am forever...
Your loving daughter.
