Missing Mum Missing Mum My Mum is gone and I still feel so sad, thinking of all the good times we had. I want her to come back and laugh with us again, just to see her smile with no feelings of pain. The lump in my throat, the feeling to cry, I wish I had never had to say goodbye. Part of me feels this is final, she has gone, but every day I want to be with her, where I belong. I keep on hearing that the hurt will get better, but the tears are still here and they only get wetter. My life feels so empty, nothing is the same, And I often sit and wonder if I was partly to blame. I tried so hard to see her when I could, but now I feel it wasn’t as much as I should. Her last morning at home just sticks in my mind, why did we not see it, why were we so blind. That trip to the hospital, we thought she would come home, but there she took her last breath and left us alone. Such feelings of shock, it was too much to bear, this beautiful woman whom we would no longer share. The following days were just numbness and pain, coming to terms with never seeing her again. Tears, anxiety, sickness and such grief, maybe the funeral would bring us some relief. That day arrived, and the saddest one to be, the family were broken, our tears everyone could see. Please bring her back, we don’t want this to be real, We don’t want her to go, and make the final seal. So she’s gone, and that final seal was made, but the memories of her smile will stay and never fade. I miss her, I love her, and I want her to know, every day she is in my thoughts and her light will always glow.