You missed her.
Missed her warm embraces. Missed her loving kisses. Missed her supportive words.
You know it is still all within reach but you don't want to come back home.
You will never go back there.
The house may have once held golden memories of your childhood and the sweet feeling of belonging in the past, but now...
Now it's different.
Her welcoming arms are now drowned in the strong scent of snow.
But they are still open.
Mum believed it was love that kept her sane, but- to this day- you wonder where the love was directed to.
