Losing My Precious

A mother’s love is like nothing else in the world. It’s both strong and gentle, protecting
and releasing, loud and quiet, unrelenting and yielding, demanding and unassuming. Mother is
the greatest gift for a child by God. She is the most selfless person in this world who loves her
children unconditionally, even before they come into this world. It is the mother who always
loves her children without expecting anything in return. But, not all people are fortunate enough
to have mother’s love in their life.

Losing my precious mother at the age of eight was a traumatic and excruciating
experience. Regret, remorse, rage, emptiness, sadness and numbness are normal emotions blast
throughout my years of growing. It leaves a huge gaping hole in my heart that will never, ever
heal. I wish nobody else would deal this painful loss as it is tremendously hard to find some
solace. I don’t understand death not until it has placed its hand on someone I love, someone
who was so precious to me.

I remember waking up from a dream and feel as if I just spent time with her. I’ll wonder
if she hears me when the tears are falling hard. I’ll wonder if she knows how much I miss her
and how the days feel like years sometimes without her here. One minute, I have to catch my
breath because I feel her so near as if I could touch her. The next day, it’s as if I can’t feel her
at all. It’s as if the day she left she went so far away that I can’t feel her warmth presence. I feel
lost.

Don’t wait until you don’t have the chance to tell your precious mother how much you
love and care about her because when she’s gone, no matter how loud you shout or cry, she
won’t hear you anymore. Don’t wait until it is too late. Remember, when someone you love
becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure and that treasure is extremely precious.