Every time that I sigh,
I think of your face, And a tear escapes my eye.
You were my world,
My inspiration and my heart,
But when you left me,
I thought I would fall apart.
You were my best friend,
My one true 'confidante',
And that's not all you were,
You were also my mom.
Watching over me But I still miss you so much,
I would have given anything to have you back,
But I know now that it was meant to be.
You were the greatest and did your best
You had no control as to the sickness that you had,
Yet you made the best of it to be there for me
I Love you Mom, and you’ll always be in my heart.
My Mother had a rare disease called;
"Primary biliary cirrhosis, often abbreviated PBC, is an autoimmune disease of the liver marked by the slow progressive destruction of the small bile ducts of the liver, with the intralobular ducts (Canals of Hering) affected early in the disease. When these ducts are damaged, bile builds up in the liver (cholestasis) and over time damages the tissue. This can lead to scarring, fibrosis and cirrhosis. "
The above was taken from Wikipedia.
My mother had a weakened immune system due to her disease, yet she finally died from pneumonia.
Until next time.....