Echoes of our last conversation bounce around in my head relentlessly. Unable to translate this black hole of emotions I've become, I catch a glimpse of the proverbial silver lining and bask in it. More often than not, I find myself at a loss for words when you come to mind. My mother, my mentor, my best friend. Days seem longer now that you're gone. Life a little bit harder. Yet as I sit here crying tears of pain, anger, love and longing in your memory, I can't help but smile. Now all we'll ever have is good times.
