April 30 is my mom's death anniversary. Yesterday I dreamt of her. I dreamt of our old house, my dad and some people I've known in my childhood.
I found this video of a song my dad sang at her funeral. I cannot listen to the song without remembering my dear and kind mother. I miss her.
About Me
- bruised reed
- just shooting questions to the universe and hoping that when the right time comes I will receive some answers, or if not, I will be given something to enrich my life.
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