This past Friday, November 9th, was the 11th anniversary of my mother�s death. (1996) Throughout those years, sometimes my mom would visit me in my dreams. And recently, I�ve felt her right beside me in broad daylight. I have missed her so badly, but know she�s always with me. This picture is a dedication to her. This is me and my mom reaching for each other, wanting to be together again. ^___^ I wish she could be here with me, with all that I tell about her, my friends all say that they would love to have met her. It really meant a lot to me. It�s funny because actually, I�m like my mom�s twin. I look and act like she did when she was my age. ^^ And since my mom passed away, I noticed, in the past year, I have become stronger because of her. And every time I walk into a kitchen, I always think of her. She was a great cook. It�s one of the reasons I do the same. Enjoy! Please comment! *hugs* (This is a poem my friend Stefi found and gave to me. ) You can shed a tear that she is gone Or you can smile because that she lived You can close your eyes and pray that she�ll come back Or you can open your eyes and see what she�s left Your heart can be empty because you can�t see her Or you can be full of the love you shared You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday You can remember her and only that she�s gone Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back Or you can go do what she�d want Smile, open your eyes, and go on.