Though I can’t call you anymore, I still talk to you every day.
In the quiet moments, when the world feels still, I find myself speaking to you — sometimes out loud, sometimes only in my heart. I tell you about the little things: the flowers blooming in the garden, the silly things that made me laugh today. I tell you about the hard days too, the ones where I wish more than anything I could hear your voice telling me it will be okay.
I loved you more than words could ever hold, and I still do. That love hasn’t faded — it’s only grown deeper, even in your absence. I miss you with every breath, in every moment, in ways I can’t always explain. Life has never been the same without you; there’s a space in my world that nothing and no one can fill.
I imagine your smile, the way your eyes would soften when you listened. I can almost hear the sound of your laugh, warm and familiar, wrapping around me like a blanket. And somehow, even without words, I feel your answer. It comes in the warmth that settles in my chest, in the sudden calm that washes over me, in the quiet knowing that you are still here — not in the way I wish, but in a way that will never leave.
You are in the way I choose kindness, in the way I keep going when life feels heavy, in the way I love without holding back. You are stitched into every part of me, and that means you are never truly gone.
I miss you, Mommy. Always. And I will love you for all my days.
With all my love JG
JG
07/04/2026
