Saturday, August 13, 2011

Missing Mom

I’ve never spoken much about Mom in public since she passed away last May this year. For one, I believe that I was still at the stage of denial. Maybe. Well, that was what I thought.

Now? Again, maybe I haven’t moved on yet. I haven’t found my closure.

Although Mom lived life the fullest, however short, I on the other hand hang on with regrets, guilt, and frustrations. I want to turn back times. I wish I could have done more, and sacrifice my personal agenda with hers.

It’s too late.

I blame myself. Yeah, I do. Although that's completely contradicting what I believe.

I miss you Mom, more than what my endless tears could express.