A Private Griever Shares...

Today marks the second anniversary of my mother's death...

Two years have passed without hearing her voice...

I still reach for the phone every single time something important happens.

I still have that moment of shock when I realize she isn't at the other end of the phone and never will be again.

I still think about her every single day.

I have realized so many things in the last two years...

She was my best female friend.

She was my supporter, no matter what.

She was a prayer warrior and I always knew I was covered by her prayers.

She was a rock I could lean on.

She was the one true constant that I had during my whole life.

She was amazing...

She was gone way to soon...

This is a sad day,

but I have that eternal hope that someday I will see her face to face again.

I am sure I will shed tears today that can only be truly understood by others who have endured this same loss...

but in the end, I know now... and always knew that she loved me, my brother and my family.

The one thing that I can't seem to get away from is how very much I miss her.

Each and every moment that goes by is filled will missing her. I will admit to being jealous of those who still have their mother in their lives...

I long for that...

I am a private griever.

I don't share it much with others... but for this one day...

I will share with all of you that my life has not been the same and probably never will be since she left this earth. That is not to say that I wallow in grief... I don't... She taught me well.

But...

Life just isn't the same without you, Mom...........................