Memories Of A Pink Rose

Whenever I see a pink rose, I think of the love my mother has given me her whole life. Every time I see one, I think of her. Whenever I hear a Reba McEntire song, it’s a sign that my mom’s right there with me every step of the way. Sometimes, it makes me feel like she’s still there, waiting for me. Whenever I smell Estee Lauder Pleasures or Sand and Sable, I would immediately think of how beautiful my mother was. My mother meant the whole world to me & the day she passed away proved to be the most painful for me.

My mother still lives through me, my aunts, my cousins and everyone else who knew her best. Every time I needed her for anything, she would be there for me. She once told me that I was her whole life and every time I see the sun shining through the storm clouds, I would always know that she would be watching over me. There’s not a day that goes by and I don’t think of my mother and even though she left all of her loved ones behind physically, she’s still there in spirit, guiding me through everything life throws at me and that is why my mother is my eternal pink rose and I am her immortal red rose.