The Cycle of Grief of Mother Loss

It never goes away—the scars of Mother loss. It sneaks up on us like a thief in the night and wham! We are transported back in time. I am checking what the day holds, I look at the date. In a snap, I am in tears. Why am I suddenly weeping? I know. My mother died on this date over 50 years ago. Hasn’t it been long enough?