Remembrance Day

I lost my mom four years ago today. I miss her more than anything in the world and this death anniversary is the hardest so far. She was my teacher, guide, mentor, best friend… my everything. The love I have for my mother runs like blood through my veins – it’s a part of me. When we have something we take it for granted and the moment we are separated from it do we realize how big a part it was of our life. I thought my mother would stay with me forever. I thought there would always be time to listen to her, to do things she wanted me to do. But standing at her bedside moments after she was gone did I realize how lucky I was to have had such an amazing mother, to have been loved so truly, to have been raised by such a remarkable woman, and how unfortunate it was to have never taken out the time to tell her that I loved her, that I couldn’t live without her, that she meant more to me than the whole world. What I adore most about her is that she knew when to be strict and give me chance to better myself, when to be motherly and allow me to be a child, when to be a friend and let me share and when to be a counselor and walk me through difficult decisions. My life revolved around my mom and this week, out of all the weeks we have been separated, I miss her the most. “A mother is she who can take the place of all others but whose place no one else can take” – Cardinal Mermillod. Rest in peace Ammi. Love you always!