An Anniversary Approaches

The first anniversary of the day my mother died is approaching. Where has the time gone? We talk often of Mom/Gran and remember the way she did things, and remember when she was part of Christmas, birthdays and other celebrations. It is strange how grief and sorrow can come suddenly when it is least expected - a sudden thought, a memory out of the blue, a remark made or a look at the calendar. I was writing a short story today and felt suddenly very tear-eyed. It was about a young man whose father was dying. I mentioned to a friend that I was crying while I was writing it - 'Imagine crying at your own story!'. I realized then it was probably because the anniversary was approaching and it's been almost a whole year since my mother left us. I thought then of my father too which renewed my tears although it has been many years since he has passed, I miss him no less. I think no matter what our ages, we never get over the loss of our parents. And as I write this, the tears begin to fall again. To my mom and dad, I will love you always.