Summary
No matter how old you are when you lose your mum, your life is changed forever. I lost my closest friend and confidant the day she passed on. Gone without a word and gone too soon. And I never get the chance to say goodbye.
Over thirty years has passed but deep down, I miss her every day. I wish that she could have seen how my life progress, and all my accomplishments. Of how proud she would be now to see that I am a mother myself. How I wish that I can reach out for her hands except they are not there. If I have a chance one last time, I want to hug her as tight as I could. And tell her that I love her and will miss her, always.
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