A mother's love.......

As time moves forward, my heart aches for a time of long ago.

My mother was taken at far too young an age. She would have been 60 today. Only 20 years older than me. Time is cruel in the fact that one never knows when it is going to run out. When the final click on your clock winds down. When the final grain of sand falls. Nothing is timeless. Everything is effected. Everyone is affected. Nothing is sacred.

Over the years many people have told me to cling to the memories of my mother. To hold dear and wrap myself in the warmth of her love. To placate my feelings with a sublime message from the great beyond. My mother's love and warmth never to be replaced. A hole in my psyche' and heart that will never heal. A rip in my soul that everyone has to share with the human race.

There is little relief in the knowledge that everyone will lose their parents. There is little hope in the great "thereafter" of meeting up again in another realm or reality.

The cold hard truth is you must just move forward. Aimlessly for a while. Careening out of control, plotting your own demise, and recklessly pointing yourself back towards a semi-productive life.

Along this journey the lessons learned are heartbreaking, backbreaking, soul sucking, and necessary.

Each "human" must endure.

Each "human" must embrace the oddity of this evolution in ones own life.

Each "human" must survive............................


I sing a praise of joy and love for my Mother.

She, and I am completely biased, was the greatest soul on earth.

She struggled.

She loved.

She was embittered.

She was human.

She was my mother.......................................