on this day i lost my very best friend, my dearest ami.
today we all met at the cemetery. my sisters and their significant others made little sandwiches for us and juice. we laid down yoga mats and sat down. everyone tried to keep things light and nice, one of the topics was what our best memory of her was, my mind felt like a computer looking through all my archives to select that perfect moment, but the thing is that she was the best memory of my up bringing.
every memory is priceless, she was the best mother i could have ever asked for, she supported and loved me regardless of everything that i did.
last night i had a panic attack in my room, i couldn’t breath, maybe because i was crying so much reminiscing, i was curled up in a ball and just wanted to be held. i looked up my ceiling and pleaded to see her, and for a slight second i did. it was nothing I’ve ever witnessed before, she was hazy and blurry but i could see her, she was just floating in the air and it was only her face but i could see her, i reached out to touch her face and she was gone.
ama, maybe i can’t touch your carita anymore but i know you are still with me. i really do feel you when the trees move and no matter what i know you will always be there for me.
i love you ama.