Ten years ago today, my unfailingly kind, patient, loving mother passed away after a short and brutal battle with cancer.
I miss her every day, but today, the pain of the loss is sharp and insistent. How can it be ten years since I last spoke with her? It's hard to grasp.
I do my best to cary her with me, as I must now do my father. I'm not a believer, but it's nice to think that they might be together.