By the time I got there you were gone. I wasn't there when you took your last breath. When dad was passing you told me you weren't there to say bye to your parents. And in two weeks time I was not there to say bye to neither of you as well. It's almost as if you were telling me it was ok not to be there. But I still feel the pain of not being there. Now I see your face every day, I hear your voice on a saved voice-mail. But don't worry mom I will never forget you. You know I have never been one to say goodbye. Even today I won't say it cause I know one day will meet again. I only wish whoever will read this could have known who you where. My mom never meet a stranger and never judged. Those things I teased her about and said were bad traits are the things I wish I had. I miss you and I love you, till we meet again.