Love never fails.

Written about my mom..

Time. One of the many wonders in the world that we cant control.

"Time heals all wounds"

You gave me this advice when I knew I wouldn't believe it the most. As I reflect on it however, I do believe it to be true...somewhere deep down.

Just right now I need you to understand that time isn't moving fast enough for me. A year. Basically a whole year. How am I suppose to believe that I can make it that long without her. She is my role model. She is my family. She is my mom.

I miss her.

I miss her wonderful voice and the way that it sounds so beautiful even when she is singing off pitch to a song by Journey or even Black-eyed peas.

I miss her wonderful hugs. How you just seemed so wrapped in love. How I always felt a smile build on my face when she wrapped her arms around me.

I miss her wonderful cooking. Dad's just sometimes isn't enough. Don't get me wrong its still tasty but its not the same. I miss her wonderful cornbread and how we would make cookies together during the holidays. I miss the batch of brownies that appeared on the kitchen table the afternoon of my first day of high school.

I miss her wonderful personality. I realize now, with her not being home, I never minded the spunk and straight-forwardness that was my mom. I think those days when I felt us butting heads was only because of my teenage hormones kicking in.

I know she loves me all the time.
I know that I love her all the time.

Somewhere deep down in me I do believe that she knows I'm there for her, by her bed.Somehow I do believe she knows who I am...I have to believe that.
You never realize how large the impact a person has on you until something happens and they can no longer be with you 24/7. Mom, thank you for everything you've done thus far.

I love you and I want you home. now. not later.