I remembered what day it was
before I opened my eyes.
it is the day of remembering.
unimaginable grief.
the type that rips at your throat,
pounds at your head,
while the rest of you feels empty.
But today I didn’t feel that.
this day I remembered the woman
Who used to feel that way.
I sent her a hug.
Today I sat in my art room.
I felt the warmth
of the sun
on my back.
I allowed myself to remember you.
I remember the love that I sent you,
A mother’s undying love.
I remember the rainbow you sent me.
Hope.
Today, like every other day
I love you,
and miss you.
~E