I know Mother’s Day was so last week, but it’s one of those days I have a love/hate relationship with and I have to proceed with caution. The love because as a mom, it’s such a fun day! The hate because as a daughter who’s lost her own mom, it’s often a painful day and I can’t help hating all you people who still have your moms. Sorry/Not Sorry. For those of us left behind, the best we can do is live our lives as best we can and hope someday when we’re all reunited, our mamas (or other loved ones), will be so proud of all we did and who we became.
I hope my life makes you proud
Despite the fact I ignore the crowd.
I hope the value that I bring
Makes your heart jump up and sing.
I hope my smile still warms your heart
Even though we are apart.
I hope my children make you laugh
Even though they only know your photograph.
I hope your free from all your pain
And love is now your main domain.
I hope someday we’ll meet again
And you’ll be happy with where I’ve been.
I hope your love for me still shines
And occasionally you send me signs.
For I miss and love you still
And always will till my life’s fulfilled.
I miss your hugs and courage too.
I miss your guidance in what to do.
I miss the time we used to share
And always knowing that you cared.
I miss the warmth your smile brought
And each life lesson that you taught.
I miss the meals you used to cook.
I miss you sharing your favorite books.
I miss the secret jokes we had
And the care you gave when I felt bad.
So many things – I can’t even say
I miss about you every day.
And so until I see you again,
And we catch up on where we’ve been,
I hope my life makes you so proud
From your place of rest up in the clouds.