Depth

Why do tears open the door to the deepest aches of my heart?

Little drops of water containing the concentrated stuff of my emotions. Of my being.

Just for a moment they linger. But gone, that depth still felt long after.

My soul open, vulnerable.

How does momentary recollection leave such weight?

It is the substance of the memory.

Because of who you were, and who you were to me.

The significance, the awareness of how great the loss.

Sometimes I think that you are completely gone.

That I can't feel the wound anymore.

That I can't remember you.

But in a moment, a flicker of memory, I feel you.

I know I will always feel you.

These moments make me weak, but keep me strong.


I love you, Mom.