photo I took of the moon.
I love the mooon.
I prayed on the moon (and everything else when my mom was dying)...but the moon- I can see each month- a visual reminder (as well, I recall looking at the moon when I was 19 years old...studying it...so that when I was "older" I would remember it...well, I remember sitting on that roof..looking up....wondering about the rest of my life...now that it's here- I have wished on the moon for my mothers life...).
And now- I find myself looking for "signs" signs which mean my mother is around- I KNOW she is- but sighns, oh they are always welcome. Like the most played song on my ipod (due to shuffle) is "Time" by Culture Club. It's true. The one thing we can NOT control...can NOT buy....and sometimes wish we had again- is "Time". I know mom, I wish I had more time to tell you I love you, how proud I am of you, and to thank you so much for helping me- become me.
The moon will be here even after I pass.
As well as the memory of me and my mom.
Thank you mom for creating me- happy mothers day to you. I love you so much.
And what we all realize in the end of a life is...what my ipod keeps telling me...as if I didn't experience it for myself....-but shout out to MOM...love you!~
"Because time won’t give me time
And time makes lovers feel
Like they’ve got something real
But you and me we know
They’ve got nothing but time
And time won’t give me time
Won’t give me time"