But I remain frozen as I realise I will never see my mum again. I will never see her bright green eyes or her soft smile. I will never hear her laugh or the sound of her voice. All I have left of her are my memories, but memories fade. How long will I remember all the small details about her? When I am sad, will I remember how it felt to be comforted by her? Who will hold me together when all I want to do is fall apart?
