My mother, the meaning of love. I lost her in 1962. I was barely four. I will see her again, someday. She gave me life. I will do my best.
My Dad is on the blog just a scroll down, if you look. He is the best. He did remarry, several years later. She too, is wonderful. I am surrounded by goodness, and it is OK.
--Dan
4 comments:
As someone who wishes I didn't have my parents, I do feel for you. Its sad losing someone you love. It makes you treasure what you have even more. Good luck
I don't have experience of this myself, but my dad lost his mother when he was very young. You are surrounded by much love, though! That is important.
Dear Dan,
I am sorry that you lost your mother at such a young age. I lost my dad when I was 18 and my grandmother(who was like my second mother) when I was 10. I have still not gotten over it. I don't think we ever do.
But the hope of seeing them again keeps me going.
Best to you,
Zoe
Dan,
what a sweet tribute to your mum. I agree with e.l., you are surrounded by much love, and it radiates from your posts.
All the best,
Anne-Marie
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