Today would have been Mom's 55th birthday. She's been gone for 15 months now and I still miss her every day.
Your Mother Is Always With You
Your mother is always with you...
She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street.
She's the smell of bleach inyour freshly laundered socks.
She's the cool hand on yourbrow when you're not well.
Your mother lives insideyour laughter.
She's crystallized in every tear drop...
She's the place you came from,your first home..
She's the place you came from,your first home..
She's the map you follow with every step that you take.
She's your first love and your first heartbreak....
and nothing on earth can separate you.
Not time, Not space...
Not time, Not space...
Not even death....
will ever separate you from your mother....
You carry her inside of you....
- Author Unknown.
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