Poof! And she's gone!
Missing my mom again. It's been a year since she's gone. The pain is not getting any better, the hole in my heart is not closing. I'm not much of a person to share personal details - but here I am. Such a deep rooted sense of loss. But let me start form the beginning. The very beginning. As moms go, mine truly was the best mother ever. So selfless, so full of life. My very first memory of her is in a brown suit that she got made for herself. She already had 3 kids, had suffered all kinds of abuse in silence and yet, never lost her ability to trust. My mother was boarding a public transport bus with her three very young kids in tow. I don't remember where we were going or for what. I just remember being there at that time with her. Since I we were with my mom, we were either going to help someone in need or on our way to check in on some friends and family. We could also have been on our way to the cinema. Or perhaps she was taking us along with her for some shopping