Five years. And today, on Mother’s Day, it has officially been five years since Mumma went to be with the Lord. There is something especially painful about grief falling on a day the world is celebrating mothers. Everywhere I look today, I see flowers, photographs, long phone calls, and people holding tightly to the women who raised them. And while my heart is genuinely happy for them, there is still a quiet ache inside me that whispers, “I wish I still had mine too.” Five wh

Happy One Year In Heaven.

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