there’s always a loving perspective. today i welcome new perceptions. i am willing to let go of my old limiting beliefs and let love enter in. i choose to believe that there is always a loving perspective. i choose to see love.
Mom, while today you were lost - I promise I’ve never forgotten. Sixteen years. It’s strange that I’ve officially lived more years with without you than with you.Though we had our share of rough patches, I will always focus on our best. The tiny gifts you wrapped up and hid under my pillow - my favorite a diamond cross necklace. Allowing me hide out in your room during thunderstorms. Watching Matlock and eating ham and cheese rollups. Soup on sick days. Visits to community pools. Buying me jars of spanish olives and letting me eat the entire thing in three days. Curling my hair before a recital - and sometimes burning my forehead. Lending me your giant jeweled earring to wear to school. And letting you keep my stuffed animals while you tried to fight back against cancer at the hospital. I didn’t know then, what I know now. But I hope our spirits can find each other again across The Universe.