When I was just a young one,
A tiny, wobbling thing.
You were always there for me,
You taught me everything.
I'm crying as I write this,
You're beautiful, but you disagree.
Now seeing you waste away,
Is like your disease is not just killing you, but me.
I don't know how to say goodbye,
Or even when to say it.
You taught me to see the light in darkness,
even when it's dimly lit.
I'm going to miss your smile,
Your laugh,
The way you look with no hair,
How you call me every single day,
The birthday cards,
The shopping sprees at Goodwill,
Your old house,
How strong you are,
That phone call we had when you talked me out of cutting that night,
When you made me watch Titanic with you,
How you've been spoiling me since I was born;
The list goes on and on.
You aren't just my Mimi,
You're my best friend.
Breast cancer was not the beginning of the end.
It showed both of us the strength you've always had within.
I love you, beautiful.
You are MY sunshine.
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