I have always been strong, physically & emotionally, or so I thought. The day was 6th of October. The day my beloved mother passed away. It was really hard not to cry aloud. Until today, it still hurts. I hurt especially for my children. I could never know how they felt that day when they lost their 'ama'. She was the closest to them. Never apart from the day they were born. I wish I can interpret their feelings. I wish I can tell them to cry their hearts out.
What do you do when someone you love so much, left and will never come back,ever? Accepting was the hardest thing to do. Sweet memories with her is the only treasure I can always bring with me, wherever I go.
I miss her and will always be...
