It’s been 15 years since Ma left us. The void remains, and manifests itself in so many ways. She passed literally within a year of Dad’s passing. I knew she would not cut it without him. They were kindred souls. Broken hearts rarely survive the heartbreak.
Ma was tough as nails. And meticulous to a fault. It’s what it took to raise four boys and a girl. Her family was the center of her universe, and she always put our needs ahead of her own.
I don’t speak about her much, but think of her often. I was the baby of my family. Maybe that’s why I got away with so much. My memories of our time together are close to my heart and define, to a large extent, the person I am today. Rest well Ma. You will always live in my heart.
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