Nothing on earth can separate you

Your Mother is always with you
She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street;
She's the smell of bleach in your freshly laundered socks;
She's the cool hand on your brow when you're not well.
Your Mother lives inside your laughter.
And she's crystallized in every tear drop.
She's the place you came from, your first home; and
She's the map you follow with every step you take.
She's your first love and your first heartbreak,
and nothing on earth can separate you.

Not time, not space... not death!

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I cannot see you but I can feel you near

Today I visited my 97 year old Father after a 3-week lapse. I visited my Father, but missed my Mother. I used to get irritated every time she grumbled at me or queried me on every detail of my life. I wish she is still around to irritate me.

I wake up everyday and I wonder where you are,
I cannot see you but I can feel you near.

Thinking of mother

Today when I received an email from brother Tai Hou that his wife Lucy just underwent a mastectomy, I thought of my Mother. Why? I really cannot pin down exactly, but probably if my Mother is still alive, I would shield that information from her. I would have spared her the pain of the knowledge that her daughter-in-law is unwell.