Unimaginable.

Log fire in mom's fireplace brings much needed warmth & also bittersweet memories of just over a week ago...it seems so far away. Holding mom's hand seems so far away. Her home is quiet...all I want is to hear her breathing as I did for months of nights past. Being in the world w/o my mom feels like being in a world w/o the earth or sky or ocean...it's so very unimaginable. I struggle trying to write a legacy piece for my mom. An obituary for mom. An anything that uses words like death, passed, gone. I will keep finding the light. Mom lived in the light her entire light. If she couldn't find it she would be it. I have her light in me forever & I understand this unimaginable void is only b/c I was so fortunate to have been loved and cared in unimaginable ways by my beautiful mom.