Tomorrow will be a sad day for me as I will remember.
I'll remember your sweet smile, Mom, as you always answered my question, "How are you feeling today, Mom?" with a "I am feeling great. What more can I ask for with my daughter next to me?" And yet you were stuck in a wheelchair; you could hardly eat solid food; you rarely went out, but you always smiled and said, "I'm feeling great." I knew you didn't, but you tried to spare your daughter, even though she was a grown-up daughter and you were the one in need. But these are sad reminders of your last year that bring tears to my eyes. I'll do like you, paste a smile on my face and say, I'm doing great as I remember only the happy moments.
Proudly showing my first book, To Love A HeroI know many of my friends will have to face bitter-sweet time and memories on that special day. I'm sure your mothers are smiling from behind a little cloud.