Yes, its a new day and I thank God for it. I’m just waiting for my mourning to change in the morning… I’m posting on Facebook and you aren’t commenting. I haven’t received a word for the day or a message that God has given to you. I’m missing the YouTube videos of songs the Lord laid upon your heart for me. I’m missing the smell of your body lotions and perfume that would set my sinuses off. LOL… I’m just missing seeing youe pearlie whites when we laugh. I love you sooo much that I never thought I would have to go through this mourning. But I saw how you went through your mothers passing so I celebrate you. I celebrate the births (through Christ)!
I’ll always love my momma was my favorite song until Chrisette wrote “On My Own”… Never came across anything you couldn’t handle. No matter the problem you were always there my superhero. Though I love you for it all, I’m a woman. I’m a grown up. And that means that you gotta let me fall and learn to get up. On my own, can’t let you in now. Gotta be alone. Gotta fight this battle, on my own.
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