“Daffodils that come before the swallow dares, and takes the winds of March with beauty.”
William Shakespeare (English Dramatist, Playwright and Poet, 1564-1616)
TIME: 08:58 AM
PLACE: Work
SUBJECT: Daffodil bloom
Today marks 6 years since my mom passed away. It is a difficult day for me and as odd as it sounds, I am glad for that. One one of my greatest fears is that I will somehow forget and the 21st of March becomes just another ordinary day in my life. Then if I do that, it will mean that I’ve forgotten her and all she meant to me. It’s an irrational fear, I know, but one I have nevertheless. I’d rather keep feeling the sorrow than to have that ever happen.
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