She is Everywhere...

Everything i do.

Everyday.

All day.

She is at the fore front of ALL my thoughts.

Everything makes me think of her.

Things have been coming to my mind that i haven't thought of in years.

Some make me me smile.

Others make me cry.

All of them are H.A.R.D.

A constant reminder of how things have changed and will never be the same.

I went digging through her jewelry box today.

Looking for a new necklace.

Found the perfect one.

Untangled it.

Went to unlatch it.

And felt like i got punched in the stomach.

There wrapped around the latch of the chain.

Was a bunch of HER HAIR!

I felt myself sliding down the wall.

and began to cry...

How can So many familiar things be here and she not be?

The smell of her favorite perfume hits me the face.

Every time i open her jewelry box.

Great sadness overcomes me, when i wear one of her favorite pieces of jewelry.

I'm Grateful to have things that she loved.

Sad that she isn't wearing them.

I miss you much, Mom!