Running Home It's been ten years since you were gone, Ten years of learning how to carry on. For me, a decade of running wild, Across the world, like a restless child. Running from shame, from feeling less, A daughter who fell short, I must confess. Distraction upon distraction is all I sought, Until rock bottom was the lesson taught. BMTH's words echo far, "No matter where you go, there you are." Distractions turned lessons, harsh and grand, Each a stepping stone, a helping hand. Ten years of adventures, both sweet and sour, Each moment wishing you could share the hour. Each painful lesson, each tear, each strain, Wishing for your comfort, your embrace again. We lost you young, in life's early prime, A time of rebellion, of distancing chime. Guilt and shame for pulling away, For being a smart-ass in my own sway. Ten years on, I've come to see, The missed reunion, the lost decree. A time to return, grown and wise, With gratitude and love, no disguise. Sadness is natural, to miss you is fair, Grateful for the time that we did share. Purple flowers and pink sunsets in the sky, Your signs to me, that all will be fine. Ten years ago, plans to see, Niagara's Falls, yet fate set free. A week before, you slipped away, Leaving dreams unfulfilled that day. This year, your spirit guides us near, By the Falls, where memories steer. In every splash and roaring sound, Your presence, eternal, surrounds. Continuing the adventure, but now with grace, No more running, in this endless chase. For in my heart, you’re always near, In every memory, in every tear. Deep in my heart, I hold this belief, You knew I'd find my way back, despite the grief. As "Mothers hold their children's hands for a while, But their hearts forever," says the unknown smile.

So missed Paul and I often talk about you xxx

Eight years since you were taken away from us. A lot has changed but you are still in my thoughts everyday XX