My mom passed away two years ago today.

[Swede]

Love and miss you mom.

You can shed tears that she is gone
Or you can smile because she has lived
You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back
Or you can open your eyes and see all she's left
Your heart can be empty because you can't see her
Or you can be full of the love you shared
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday
You can remember her and only that she's gone
Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on
You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back
Or you can do what she'd want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on

[SeaLyons]

1. Your Mom must have been

a wonderful person to have such a sweet and loving son.

I'm sorry for your loss and wish you a day of happy memories. :hug:

[Swede]

2. Thanks so much cricket.

I almost pick up the phone to give her a call sometimes,then it hits me.

[Tuesday Afternoon]

3. Swede,

I am especially touched after last night. Your Mom was very proud of you, I am sure. :hug:

[Swede]

4. Hey,Tuesday.

Thanks for your kind words.

[zanne]

5. Swede, that's so beautiful.

My mom passed a little over two years ago. I'm going to print that out and keep it in a prominent place. Thanks.

[Swede]

6. Thanks. It's by an anonymous author.

I should have put that in the original post,now it's too late to edit. I found it in mom's desk,at the top of the pile of papers,she wanted us to find it.

[zanne]

8. Dammit. Now I'm crying.

It's so incredible that she put it in a place where you'd find it. She was looking out for you. :hug:

[ailsagirl]

7. Very touching. Thanks for sharing.

:hug:

[Swede]

9. No,thank you.

:hi:

[SammyWinstonJack]

10. Very sweet!

:hug:

[jojo54]

11. I'm so sorry. Mine passed away a long, long time ago.

Here's another poem that my sisters and I found a few years ago. It's called Finding Her There by Christina Keenan.

Every year my birthday followed the same ritual. My mother would come to see me, on that late fall day, and I would open the door. She would be standing on the step with wind swirling leaves around her feet.
There would be a chill in the air, and in her hands she would hold my birthday gift. It would always be something small and precious, something I had needed for a long time and just never knew it.
I would open this gift from my mother with great care, then I would tuck it carefully away with all my heart's possessions. How fragile these gifts were, from my mother's hands.
If my mother could come to me today on my birthday, I would bring her into the warmth of my kitchen. Then we would have a cup of tea, and watch the turning leaves press themselves up against the window.
There would be no rush to open my gift, because today I would know that I had already opened when I opened the front door to find her there, with the wind swirling leaves around her feet.....

Cry if you have to Swede. I still do, even after 36 years. It doesn't make you less of a person, it just shows you loved her very much.

[Swede]

12. Wow,thanks for this gift.

It's beautiful.

[UrbScotty]

13. Beautiful. Thank you for sharing, Swede.

:hug:

[Inchworm]

14. That's perty

took me a few tries to get it out, So.. I weeped.

That writing was perdy.

:thumbsup:

[Swede]

15. Your a cool guy Inchworm.

Thanks for being

[Inchworm]

16. I bet

u say that to all the gurls ;)

:P

[applegrove]

17. Sorry you lost your mom swede.

[WinkyDink]

18. Thank you, {{Swede}}.

[blue neen]

19. The poem touched my heart.

My mom passed away 6 months ago today. It has been a tough week, because Thursday was the first birthday I have had without her.


...with sympathy on your loss...