Each year on Mother’s day I always wake up in the morning and rush to find you in your bedroom or at the dining room and I would kiss your forehead before sitting with you having tea and plan for our special dinner. I did that this morning and you were nowhere there. I miss you, Mother. I hate this a lot.
Happy Mother’s day, Mom.
I am sending my prayers as always for your peace in heaven and sending my kisses through the air I’m breathing.