Dear Mama,

It’s been a little over a month since you died. I have a burning pain way down inside me it just won’t go away. I can’t talk to you about it so I decided to write you a letter,I’m not crazy just lonely. I feel lost within my mind. The part that comes to the surface only when I sleep has found a way to plague my mind in lightness as well as the darkness. I can’t breath the air within my lungs is lost in a vacuum which I do not control. I’m being drawn into the loneliness that was put away long ago. When I look into the mirror I can see how well life has been paid. Eyes that were once full of eager anticipation are empty now.

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  1. dear friend…there’s so much pain in your heart…as it’s usually the way when we lose someone we love
    Mama ..as all mamas do …would want you to wipe your tears and go on…A piece of you has gone with her…but a big piece of her stayed with you..

  2. Cooldreams i understand what you are saying, I understand your pain and your lonlieness, but you can talk to Mama…and she will hear you. She is watching over you every moment…and her love is always with you as yours is with her. Take care my friend…you are in my thoughts and included in my prayers xxxx

    1. Cooldreams I feel for you ,you are not alone though if you close your eyes and think of you mother she will be there,doing all the things you loved to do together.Give yourself time to grieve ,be kind to yourself,love and prayers to you.Macathy

  3. That was very touching and brought back a lot of memories. I can feel what you are going through and both my parents are gone. I lost my dad when I was 21 a week exactly after my birthday and my mom when I was 34. They will always be in my mind and I still think of them each and every day. No one can ever replace a parent, no matter what. We are the person we are today because of our up bring and fond memories. I was very close to my father and there is not a day that goes by that I don’t think of him. I visit my parents grave at least 4 or more times a year and talk to them. I believe they here me and God talks to me through them. Thank you for that blog.

  4. CAT You know how much I LOVE “DEAR MAMA” It was through this our friendship started knowing you has healed my pain. And I hope knowing me has helped to heal your pain a little, WE KEEP ROCKING.
    LOVE RICKY,