Dearest Mommy,
Happy Mother’s Day. This is the first Mother’s day without you. It’s almost been 8 months since you passed. I miss you so dearly today and everyday. Last year Mother’s Day, I was walking along the beach, and you and I were Skyping – talking, laughing, and watching the sunrise together, and we went for a morning walk, as was our tradition, anytime I went to the beach. It has been a hard day, although I do practice grieving from a place of joy. I know you are nowhere physically, but lot of times, and more often now, I do feel the warmth, and deep joy as though you are everywhere. Mostly in nature when I’m looking at the passing clouds, or the swaying trees in the wind, or the rain, or the night stars or even how the sunlight comes through the windows in the kitchen, when I’m looking out the window drinking tea. Other times when I look at your picture I have over the fire mantle, I feel a deep sense of calm, and comfort; only thing I can compare to, is as maybe finding a tree shade and getting to drink the coldest water when one has been walking in the heat for hours. That kind of comfort.
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