its been six months and sixteen days , you breathe your last breath.. you told me you love me , and i was the best.. i never thought the day would come , that you would have to go.. i always hoped i'd get to see you when you grew old.. life is so short , though you lived it as if it were your last, i never thought the day would come when God would call you home, people always say thing happen for a reason ;..why does it seem to hurt more during the holiday season?..you were'nt the type to drink or cuss , what i wouldnt give just to hear you fuss.. you went to church faithfully praying through your pain .. i thank God for the chance we had to love each other, and knowing your not suffering helps ease my mind , but my heart is still heavy from love of my mother.