How do you even begin to say goodbye to your mother? It feels too soon; she was just 51. But then, no amount of time together would have been enough. It has been one week and I still feel like I can’t take a full breath. How is it possible that I am in a world where my mother is not? My heart is aching so deeply and the pain is indescribable. My mother’s memorial service is later today, and I’m not sure how I’ll get through it.
Goodbye, Mom. Rest easy.
In Loving Memory of Kim Marie Swiger
A poem from Henry Scott Holland:
Death is nothing at all. It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next …
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