Written to be read at my granddaughters mother's celebration of life
When a mom dies a deafening waterfall of tears conceals a sorrowful serenade of wailing souls and the agonizing sound of hearts shattering, not just from the unyielding pain of loss but from the void left in a unique chain of love that tightly held close every person it touched. When a mom dies, a secular kind of love is severed making those nearest to them feel less than whole as if a piece of themselves has forever vanished and all that remains is a strange hurt within that haunts the heart at unique points in time swooping in just long enough to make tears. When a mom dies, sons and daughters yearn for one more day, hour, or minute with mom to say everything, they wished they had said for at these most painful times in our lives it is the weight of all the words unspoken that burdens our souls and tortures our minds until we realize that a mom’s love is infinite and her ability to forgive is boundless.
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