When more than meets the eye...

Here is the reality. I lost my mother. Does that mean, I don't like it when people talk about their mothers? no..Why should I? I am glad that they have their moms to enjoy and share. I am equally glad for all the years I spent with my mom. There is no jealousy. There is anger when I see someone mistreat their mother, but no jealousy.

I used to think that it will hurt me when I would see other people with their moms. But actually faced with the situation, it does not hurt or pain. Its like a compartment. Its what is mine, not to be mixed with someone else..