I know you're there, encouraging me, loving me, comforting me. Always, right there....hands on my shoulders in reassurance.

I turn and once again, you are just out of my reach, gone. No one is there.

I feel you, I hear you, I know

...but knowing doesn't cure the loneliness or heartache or the fact that I just want to hold you and be held back, to kiss you, to see you.

I miss you so much Mom.