I guess this is just one of those moments where a word, a sight, a music, or even a memory could trigger that emotional part of me. That incomplete, missing part of me.
These moments are making me feel as thou I'm facing depression or psychotic, which I'm pretty sure that I am not. It makes me wanna be in the arms of my mom and tell me that everything's gonna be just fine, that God has a better plan for her than I do. And yet again, it makes me wanna be stronger than ever.
I'm quite sure that the future will take care of itself and whatever may come, will come. One thing that will never sway is that she's always in my heart wherever I am.
