Mother's Day...
mood: 
sad
sad
One of the most cherished things I own- I can not hold in my hands. I can't even see it with my eyes.
But I can hear it. Over and over again if I like... and best of all...
I can... Feel it.
I found it on my phone at work.
She would call when I was not there and leave me messages.
Always to tell me how much she loved me.I have waited to share it with you... although- I still have a very hard time listening to it.
I am happy that I can share this with you... for I had the most wonderful mother...
(These three messages where send from late August and until Late December... She knew she was sick and by the last message she was... not well- but still called all the time...)