I held back. I didn't regret holding back ~ at all. I just have way too many FB friends to let my heart out in the open.
It's a blessing I have this nook here. I am a total stranger to about 95% of my blog readers/viewers/guests. I can at least express my vulnerability on certain occasions.
That's just my intro, by the way. *wink*
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I miss Mom. I miss Mama.
She passed away, went Home to glory 21 years ago. Just imagine how young I was then. I never thought time would pass by so fast, that she had been gone that long already. That long stretch of time brought me at one instance that I was taken aback because I can no longer remember the details of her face. :'( That scared me, really. I can't intricately remember the shape of her eyes, her eyelids, eyelashes, and how she closes and opens them. I can't remember her lips, cheeks and almost about the details of the face this child once used to hold her gaze.
I miss those nurturing hands that once were there.
I miss the feeling and the idea of being someone's daughter.
I miss having the freedom to just go home and rest in her arms.
I miss not having the pressure to perform well because I know I am accepted whether I exceeded or fall short of expectations.
What's left with us are her memories, a few pictures and this Footprints written on her Bible's flyleaf:
I don't know, maybe this serves as Mama's prayer for us ~ that when the going gets tough, we will be assured and comforted that God will be with us to carry us through.
With this, Mama, thank you. Your leaving had introduced us and had made us aware of God's love and comfort.
I love you. I miss you.
