Dear World- It’s me Tilly

Look at that World, first I don’t write for months in my blog, now I seem to be bursting with things to say.

This post World is to introduce you to a very special person. My Mom.

My Mom

My Mom

My Mom left this world to start a new journey without me, she believed in heaven, and to respect and honour her faith, I BELIEVE she is the most beautiful of angels.

I decided to clean, purge and rearrange things at home, as such I came across a box of papers and pictures; inside the box was history. My history, for you see she kept it all, letters, post cards, childish drawings, crude attempts at my first poetry, my first curls.

And I couldn’t help but think; how very stupid I was. So stupid to believe that you have forever with your parents, stupid for not embracing the little things, stupid for not holding that hug for five more seconds! What I wouldn’t give to have her hug me now- I don’t think I would ever let go.

Love you!

Love you!

Times like these; when I miss her beyond measure, my heart shatters all over again, just like the day it did when she passed.

She was an amazing person. Faults sure- she was a woman, a human, and just like all of us made mistakes. Funny though, that I don’t recall them- the mistakes, I recall the laughter and love, the hugs and the bedtime stories, I recall her love for colour and joy for life.

I recall the love. Always the love. Opening that box, I felt, Mom, I am not so sure I was worthy.  I wasn’t always the best daughter, I had my moments of being a royal brat, but on the heals of that thought, I knew just like I don’t recall, nor care for that matter the faults, I know she too saw only my beauty, in a way no one else ever could, or ever would.

She use to say that of all her children I was the most like her; we sort of had the odds in our favour considering I was born on her birthday.

I am blessed to know love, I am blessed to know how proud she was of me, and I am blessed beyond measure to have had such a wonderful caring amazing Mother, I know this, but today….today I miss her, today I want to be selfish and hug her, today I want to hear her voice, to let her laughter fill the room. Today it hurts because I just want my Mom!

I miss you so much

I miss you so much





  1. I don’t even want to imagine the amount of pain losing my mom will bring . This was very beautiful and tremendously well expressed .

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