December 13th

The day I lost everything will be a day I will always remember. It was snowing lightly from what I remember but the sun was still shining, I spent the day with you for the last time. This was the start of a beginning and an end, the end of your time on this earth and the beginning of my life without you. We had a disagreement the only kind that a mother and young daughter could have. A silly one of unimportance that we soon forget about. Then the day turned dark and that was the last time I saw you full of life and warmth, hearing the sound of your voice and the smell of your signature perfume the lingered on everything I owned. You were always there, even when you weren’t. The next time I saw you I will never forget, flashes of that moment haunt my mind at the strangest of times. You did not look like yourself, it was like staring at a stranger. You were lifeless, cold, your face no longer had that bright vibrant colour, apart from the makeup that had been placed on you as it sat on the surface of your face with no absorption for you no longer had blood running through your veins, you looked empty but still beautiful. Just different. The sheer shock of seeing you in this state was a feeling I will never experience again, I feel like my soul left my body for a moment and never really came back the same. This was the day I lost my best friend, my safety blanket, my light and the day an unbreakable bond was inevitably and irreversibly broken. December 13th 2001.