First photo taken of my mother and I right after midnight Mass on New Year’s Day 2010. Eight short months later, my mother returned to God.
Dear mummy,
Thank you.
In the eyes of a child, their mother is god. You were my first experience with love…with unconditional love. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for loving me so that I can rest in peace in the knowledge that in your eyes…I was enough.
Thank you for introducing me to God and ensuring that I learned the importance of a spiritual practice and experienced a truly deeper experience with unconditional love. It was because of your faith and your love, that I was able to grow and love and exist in the knowledge that there is something…someone greater than I am.
It is that faith, that you nurtured, I hold on to everyday since you’ve been gone. It is this faith that keeps my heart open to share my light with the world and not be bitter and closed off and angry because you’re not here. Yes I still have moments when I see ladies who are much older than you, still here, still alive…they get to have time that you didn’t. It upsets me sometimes. No, it upsets me every time. But, I hold on to the fact that in the time you did have, you lived and you loved. You loved hard. Time very well spent in my eyes.
I miss you everyday. I love you. You are in my heart and prayers.
V.