I Just Lost My Mom
Her favorite mug with blue butterflies still sits on the shelf. he favorite sweater with the hole in the elbow is still hanging on the coat rack in the corner. the paint by number picture she pained and framed is still in the hall beside the string art boat she made and framed when I was a baby. her sewing basket is still beside her chair. her makeup is still on top of the tank in the bathroom and her purse is still on the table beside the door. she is gone but she is still here. my dad doesn't want to move any of her things yet. he says in time we will but right now he needs it to look like he hasnt lost her. her clothes all still hang in her closet. her word find book is still marked on the last one she was doing. she stopped that one before she had found the word anticipation. she had just bought a new magazine but never got around to reading it. her green recipe box filled with all the food she made us through the years is still in the kitchen. she got recipes off the internet all the time but always wrote them on index cards for her file. she had just bought soft grey yarn but i dont know what she was planing on making with it. it is still in the bag beside her sewing basket. i wonder where she is right this minute?