One Year

Today marks one year since my mother passed away. Mama, you were a doodle and I miss you. It's been a year of soul searching, reconnecting, disappointments, growth, and learning. There are things I would do differently if I had the chance, so it's also been a year of accepting and letting go. Or trying to.

Betty, Portsmouth, NH, 1959

We thought of you with love today,

but that is nothing new.

We thought about you yesterday,

and days before that too.

We think of you in silence,

we often speak your name;

All we have now are memories,

and your picture in a frame.

Your memory is our keepsake,

with which we will never part;

God has you in his keeping,

we have you in our heart.

It broke our heart to lose you.

But you didn't go alone,

For a part of us went with you

the day God took you home.

-Author Unknown-

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