Loss

When I lost my mother I was left with deep pain that words can hardly describe. It felt as if a part of my heart has gone. The part that once held her love, warmth, guidance, and friendship.
Though the pain has softened a bit with time, keeping her memory alive was a powerful tool for me in finding comfort. I look through old photos and letters, cook her favourite meals or listen to songs she loved. Each one of them helps me feel connected to her, reminding me that her love is still there.