Mum's still here, son.

Compelled to write this on the anniversary of my dear mum's passing. Trying from a different perspective. Got there, through the tears...I feel better for having done so. ................... Son, has it really been 5 years? I so enjoyed your visits, even though I wasn't always able to show it. And yes, I knew it was you standing by my bed, stroking my hand, even though I called you by a different name. I'm sorry I couldn't hold on until your next weekly visit. I tried, I really did, but my old body had other ideas. I know that I didn't look my best when you saw me motionless. Believe me though, despite the way I looked, I was at peace, no longer hurting. You made me look like my old self on the day you said "Goodbye". Thank you son. That day I saw your heart break but I couldn't comfort you like a mother should. I have seen you in pain every year since but I'm glad that you speaking to me has made the pain disappear, at least until next year. I have so many things to thank you for. For making me smile For making me proud. For looking after me. For still thinking about me. As long as the sun is still in the sky, I will be right beside you. I love you son. Mum.