April 22, 1921 -- November 15, 2008  nn
YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE You are my sunshine My only sunshine You make me happy When skies are grey You'll never know dear How much I love you Please be my sunshine for all of my days. You are the Momma I am the son You have always loved me and I love You. You have always been Momma the best of all of them. Please be my sunshine for all of my days. | Within a few short days, the fifteenth of November will arrive--the day that Momma left. I miss her today even more than a year ago. The days since she left have never been the same because there is always an emptiness in me that I never felt before. Momma was my anchor, a guide that stabilized me since I was born. Now, at times I flounder and when I do I look up to the place way above, to Al di La, where Momma looks down. It is a place way up over the clouds, where Momma goes to when she knows her spirit in life is needed. Soon I feel her little hand touching my shoulder and it brings me the comfort she alone can bring to me. Her favorite songs that play here still are able to evoke raw grief, sweet memories and heartfelt love for her. Tears will brim in my eyes and trickle down my cheeks whenever I play "You are my Sunshine" and when Sarah Brightman sings, "It is time to Say Good-Bye", I know I should but I never will. Momma will always live so poignantly in my heart that to say a soothing balm may help me can not be a reality. Momma is as special to me as each day I shared with her in my life. She guided, loved without question and as now as much a force as she ever once. My little one remains with me and one day, one day I will no longer feel the void I feel in her absence. |
