9 Years

I miss you, mom. 9 years has flown by, but when I think about all that has happened over the past decade, it feels like a lifetime since I've seen you. You fit snuggly underneath my chin, and even though you were so tiny, I felt perfectly safe in your arms. I see you more and more when I look in the mirror or when I hear my own voice, and the bittersweet joy these moments bring me is, at times, overwhelming.
There have been a couple of years that have been really, really hard, and it's been during these times I've had to dig deep to feel your embrace, lean on your strength, and hold your hand. But I do feel your presence, mom... I know you're with me... When I hug my kids, especially, I'm able to feel you most.
Life has also been truly beautiful, and I see your smile and hear your laughter so vividly sometimes, it's like you're standing right in front of me. Oh, how I wish you were!
I love you, mama. With all my heart! I know you are dancing with Jesus... and for that, I am thankful!