Three years ago, I lost my mom.
She had been fading for years, but we still talked,
we laughed and loved.
It seems like since then loss and loneliness
have been so much of my life.
I feel like I am drowning.
After loosing my child, hope, faith,
and that special closeness with my family,
I feel I will never capture the joy in life again.
I can only beg you, young people,
to take that joy, when you find it,
and treat it as thought it was glass, because it is.