It has been three months now since my mother died and yet almost everyday, I still cry silently. Yesterday, I went up to her bedroom and and found out to my surprise that the room was filled with the fragrance of her favorite perfume. I felt warmth all over and I knew it was my mother trying to assure me that her spirit is alive and will continue to live on. Somehow this visit eased up my pain.
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