06/04/2026
Tonight, I look at the moonlit waves and think of you, Mom. 🌙🌊
My Mom was so amazing,
it feels only right to believe
God made her an angel. 🤍✨
And somehow, when the night gets quiet
and the world slows down,
I can almost feel your love
drifting over me like the tide.
Soft.
Steady.
Endless.
You were the kind of love
that made everything feel safer. 🌹
The kind of heart
that gave without asking,
held without breaking,
and loved without limits.
Even now,
with oceans of missing you in my chest,
I still find pieces of you everywhere.
In the calm of the evening sky.
In the hush of the sea.
In the beauty of roses blooming
where pain once tried to live. 🌹🌊💫
I see you there, Mom.
In every gentle reminder
that love does not disappear.
It changes form.
It rises.
It watches.
It stays.
You may not be here for me to hold,
but your presence still wraps around my life
in a thousand tender ways. 💛
In the lessons you taught me.
In the strength you left behind.
In the kindness I try to give
because you gave so much of it to me first.
Sometimes I still wish
I could hear your voice one more time.
One more laugh.
One more “I love you.”
One more moment
to sit beside you
and forget the world for a while.
But if heaven has a shoreline,
I know you must be there,
walking where the light meets the water,
whole and peaceful,
beautiful as ever. 🌙✨
And maybe that is why
the moon feels a little softer sometimes.
Why the roses seem a little more sacred.
Why love still finds me
even in the middle of grief.
Because you are still with me.
Not in the way I want.
But in the way I need. 💫
So tonight, Mom,
I send my love past the waves,
past the stars,
past every impossible distance between us. 🌹⭐
Thank you for being my comfort,
my example,
my blessing,
my home.
My Mom was so amazing,
and I will spend the rest of my life
being grateful that I got to call you mine. 💖
I miss you more than words can carry,
love you more than time can measure,
and hold you closer than ever in my heart.
Always, Mom.
Always.
