Today is the 3rd anniversary of my mom passing away. I miss her something terrible. Even as an adult I still need my Mom.
I wrote and posted this in the newspaper on the one year anniversary:
In memory of Joy Campbell
The night that you lay dying
as I was standing all alone
a small tree was swaying in the evening breeze
while God slowly took you home.
I can’t quite explain it
but there was something about that breeze
though it made no sense at the time
I know it was you touching me.
Little did I know it
but that breeze would help me through
I get a beautiful rush of warmth
for I always know it’s you
Telling me that I’ll be fine
and you’re still here for me
I am still your sunshine
and forever I will be.
I still want to call you
though I know you won’t be there
I want to hold you in my arms
I feel you everywhere.
Laughing, sharing
I could always talk to you
You’re the best friend that I’ve ever known
You’re such a part of who I am
and now that part is void.
I still feel you all around –
I feel you hugging me
Whenever that soft wind blows
I whisper “I love you Mom”
and I softly hear “I know”
Mom, I miss you so much
THE BROKEN CHAIN
We little knew that morning that God was going to call your name;
In life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone;
for part of us went with you, the day God called you home,
You left us peaceful memories, your love is still our guide;
and though we cannot see you, you are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same;
But as God calls us one by one, THE CHAIN will link again.
