Maybe, Someday, One Day.

Do we really get over the pain when someone passes away? How long do we have to endure the loneliness? How do we cope? What are we supposed to do so we will be alright? How many happy thoughts do we need to think about so we can say that we are okay?
It's been 7 months, and I still miss you, I still hope that one day I will see you and you will tell me that you are here to stay, maybe one day I will see you and I can hug you and smother you with kisses.  Maybe someday we will celebrate your birthday, my birthday and we will have more Christmases together.
But I know it will never happen, I know that I can only whisper my wishes to the wind, that Christmases and New Years will never be the same.
How do we get on with our lives without a mother?

How do we take care of our own without our mother telling us that what we are doing is right or wrong?
How do we move on when our heart gets broken when it's only our mother who can save us from being in pain.  I don't really mind if my mother can't fix my problems as long as she's there.
If I have one wish, I wish I can spend one more day with you, so you can tell me what I need to know, so I can tell you the things I never said, or I can just hug you and kiss you and eat cake with you.
I love you Mama, I miss you and you will be a "Lola" soon, I know that along the way, you will help me and make sure that I am raising my kid the way you did, or maybe even better.
We named her Nina Madison Temple Agustin -- I was telling her Dad that if you were here, you would probably add more names, she is a blessing, a blessing that you helped me with, so thank you for bringing this so much happiness in our lives, even if you were gone you still managed to give us gifts and you gave me the most expensive gift of all.

Thank you Mama, I will talk to you in the wind.  Don't mind if you want to give me a hug or two sometimes.