25/12/2025
Dear Mom,
another Christmas has come, and once again I find myself standing in the quiet, missing you more than ever. The lights glow softly, the wreath shines with warmth, yet there is a space in my heart that only you could ever fill. Every ornament, every rose, every gentle light feels like a memory of you — beautiful, tender, and everlasting.
I wish I could tell you about my days, hear your voice, and feel your comforting presence just one more time. But even though you are in heaven, your love still surrounds me. It lives in the way I keep going, in the strength you taught me, and in the kindness you showed me throughout my life.
This wreath is not just decoration — it is a circle of love that never ends, just like the bond we share. I carry you with me through every season, especially now, when Christmas reminds me how deeply love and loss are intertwined.
I miss you more than words can say, Mom.
And no matter how many Christmases pass, you will always be remembered, always loved, and forever in my heart 🤍✨