I did not know how to go on without you. The pain was too much to bear. I had no idea how to endure the emptiness, the feeling of despair I felt. We all went through the loss together, still the loneliness was overwhelming. I spent my days in darkness, sleepwalking through life.
As the years go by the feeling of grief has not changed. I still carry the pain and loss with me. Always. But as time passes by I recognise more of you in myself every day. I have your strength, your big heart, your compassion, your sense of family. And I know that one day I will be the amazing mother you were.
I have read the journal you wrote when you were pregnant with me. How it saddens me to read 'I hope my daughter turns out nothing like me'. The irony, it seems like I also inherited your insecurities. But what once feared you, now makes me so proud. We are so much alike.
I am my mother's daughter.
And no one can take that away from me.