missing you

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    missing you

    I miss your wisdom,
    I miss how you always knew what to say and when to say it.
    You were my backbone in life,
    You were my everything.
    You took me in when no one would.
    No matter how much I let you down you always still said "I love you krissy"
    I miss your touch and your looks.
    I miss rubbing your feet and brushing your hair.
    You always had an open ear to listen and let me vent all I needed and would say "it's going to be ok"
    I miss you calling me "your little shit"
    I miss running errands for you.
    All those things I took for granted.
    I always said you would be here, that you would out live me!
    But now you are gone,
    and all the things I thought were little and petty I wish I could do
    over and over.
    I wish I had the chance to do it all over again.
    To have one more chance to show and tell you how much I love you.
    But I can't and it's killing me!
    I let you down so many times,
    when you were still here and since you have passed.
    I will never get the chance to tell you how sorry I am for what I have done since you left this world.
    I just hope and pray you know that without you I would not have survived as long as I have.
    To you I will always be thankful and in debt even though you are in a better place now.
    You are and always will be to whom I call my mother.
    I do not want to let you go!
    I do not want to face the fact that you are gone.
    But I have to, I have to let go of the past.
    I just hope you always knew that I am a better person because of you,
     and when I lost you I lost everything I was living for,
    I lost my mother!
    I have not even began to heal from your loss,
     but pray God will help me stay strong and be
    the woman you always said I could be.
    I love and miss you granny!

    In memory of Liz "granny" Dawsey
    May you rest in peace!

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