My first memory is of you, laughter in your brown eyes as we chased fireflies in the night.

You were only a child yourself, sweet seventeen and so full of life.

You gave up your life to have me, to keep me, to cherish me, to give me life.

We walked hand in hand through so many storms, you taught me how to pray

how to be strong, how to depend without being dependent and how to forgive without being walked on.

You taught me to dream big and to never settle for second best. You told me that you loved me. And I knew that you did.

I miss you mom more than words on this page can describe. I just want you back in my life again, two women who colored outside the lines.

I wish you were here to watch your granddaughter, she is turning into a beautiful young lady. I feel so alone mom, so alone and isolated and I hate this dark place and you aren't here to fix it for me or to tell me everything is going to be alright you are gone and I have no one to make this pain go away.