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Even Though She's Gone, She'll Always Be My Mom

I was just a child when my mother lost her battle with cancer, barely old enough to understand the stakes. 

I never imagined I’d be without my mom. During her final days, I tried so hard to envision what life would be like when she was gone. I never guessed it would be like this.

I miss her every single day. 

I still think of her several times a day, almost everything I do reminds me of her in some way. 

In the months following her death, I feared I’d forget her. 

I was afraid of forgetting the way she smelled, her silly comments, the wonderful sound of her laugh, and the little chuckles she’d let out when something wasn’t really that funny.

What I’ve learned is, I will never forget her. 

Years have gone by and her memory is still as distinct as if I’d seen her yesterday. I can still picture walking into the house I grew up in and seeing her sitting in her usual spot. 

I can hear the sound of her telling me she loves me and feel the warmth and comfort of her hugs. 

She is still with me every step of the way, and there’s no way I will ever forget her.

The reality is, she was my mom. She is my mom. She will always be my mom. 

She lives on in my heart and soul. My memories of her will stay forever fresh in my mind. 

She may not physically be here but she made me the woman I am today and she will always be a part of me.