Mother’s Birthday….

She quietly sniffled in solitude…
No tears… Just mist…
The corner of her eyes are beginning to get wet…
Her lips begin to quiver…
Today her mother’s birthday…
Eternal and temporal locations separate the two individuals from this celebration…
Realization of her mother’s absence comes to a reality, and now she’s sobbing…
She misses her…
She closed her eyes and tries to visualize her  mother’s face, hands, smile, her voice…
That’s all she has for now…
Sweet, loving memories of her mom…
She hears, ‘There will be a day when the grief-stricken won’t cry but rejoice.’
Her hope… His Word.

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