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Death of a Parent
Twenty Years Later
It’s hard to believe that so much time has already passed, but today is the 20th anniversary of my Mum’s death, and it’s weighing heavy on my thoughts.
After a death, the world keeps turning and we continue with our lives, but the loving, missing, never stops, never ceases. I know my Mum’s watching over me, and will always be with me, but so is the pain of her absence.
It’s supposed to get easier as the years go by. On one hand it does; memories fade, needs diminish, the emptiness is not so hollow, and we move on.
But on the other hand, well… Even though I’m thankful, and was so lucky to have her as my Mum, the time wasn’t enough. I’m selfish, and I want more time with her. Time to talk, laugh, cry, share, and just… be.
Yet, that time will never be again. It’s gone. And that is the hurt that never goes away — no matter how many years pass.
But through it all, there was and always will be love — that special, unconditional, Mother’s love.
Yes, she is gone… but her love is still within me, and knowing that, keeps me strong.
Lon Casler Bixby is a professional photographer and published author in various genres: Fiction, Poetry, Humor, Photography, & Comic Books.
You can see his writing here — www.amazon.com/author/loncaslerbixby/.
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