There are always pieces of me here and there. I see them in the things you do, how you express yourself, even the things you wear… Expressions of the always pieces of me I hope to impart before something suddenly changes all your pieces and we hardly recognize the life that lies before us.

You asked me not to act happy, and I’m never happy in your suffering. In fact it’s not happiness you sense it’s a wisdom I’ve gained over the years of loving you through the pain of suffering that grows a content spirit…. no matter where I am you are always with me. 

Always pieces of me catch a glimpse of the woman I once was before it all. I missed her a little, just a little today and I know it’s not all about me but just for this moment I need it to be.