"Alyce doesn't live here anymore" and I miss her. She was my best friend, my confidant, my Mom. Though I am old enough to go it on my own, I always told her when she left I'd be alone. I try to go on, I do what I must ( just as she did). But there are moments when I remember what we had, when I hear her voice (or wish I could). I wish that I could hold her hand and tell her that I love her. And my tears fall in silence...
But last night she came to me in a dream. She looked at me softly and told me how much she loved me, and I lingered there... I close my eyes and linger in the glow of her smile...
Your best friend misses you, Mom, with all her heart and soul. I hope you know.
"Time After Time..."
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