Your Mother Is Always With You
~Author Unknown
She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street.
She's the smell of bleach in your freshly laundered socks.
She's the cool hand on your brow when you're not well.
Your mother lives inside your laughter.
She's crystallized in every tear drop.
She's the place you came from, your first home.
She's the map you follow with every step that you take.
She's your first love and your first heart break.
Nothing on earth can separate you. Not time, not space, not even death...
will ever separate you from your mother...
You carry her inside you heart!
Mama and Dad on a short cruise
Dad taking a nap--as usual
Mom and Dad with Noah
Joy of having 1st Great-grandson
12 yr. old Annette with Mother and Father
Picture in back of new house - 1959
3 Year Old Annette
I felt this age when my parents died
Forever Memory Garden in Georgia
About Me
- Annette Gonzalez
- I write and speak about feeling like an "orphan" at sixty years of age. Five months after my mother died, my father passed away. Sharing my experiences as a daughter, caregiver, wife and mother hopefully will help others who are grieving over the loss of their parent. I am an adult orphan. I'm not anyone's child anymore. One day you have parents and the next day you don't. How do we deal with this feeling of being all alone? Hopefully my future posts will help you whether you are a caregiver or making the transition from caregiver to accepting the loss of a loved one. I encourage you to ask me questions or post your experiences as it will assist others, especially those who feel like an adult orphan.
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