6 years ago on this exact date, I lost a very close person to my heart. My mother. I lost a very caring mother, very strict, very nice, very kind, a very high tempered mother which made us love her more & more & laugh at her when she gets angry at us or at my dad.
6 years ago I lost to bloody cancer. I felt lost, no words could ever describe my feeling that day. They said it would get easier. blah, little they knew. Things get harder & even shopping seems to be a very difficult task to do on my own.
6 years ago, I lost contact with the only person who listened to me carefully. Who had a warm heart that can tolerate such a stubborn head. Who always wanted to see me settled down with a husband who would love me, respect me & cherish our life.
6 years later, I can’t tell her about the happiest moment of my life. I can’t tell her I’m happily married. I can’t tell her about our laughs & arguments. I can’t tell her that I’m living in the apartment she thought about & created for my lil bro & that now it’s being occupied by me. i can’t tell her about our trips & adventures. I can’t tell her that he actually made me go diving & my PADI license. I can’t tell her that i’m actually COOKING delicious dishes. I can’t tell her that i’m taking care of a lil home by my own.
Trust me . . . It doesn’t get easier.
You will be missed Mamaty :*