In twenty years time, my children will be grown, some may be married and I may even be a grandmother. Every year, this day makes my heart ache for my friend Rena, but this year, I can't stop thinking about her mother. A mother who never got to see her child grow into a woman. I can't imagine the pain she must suffer every single day. Even though I sit here with tears in my eyes, I can look across the room at my baby boy. I can hold him and feel comfort. My sadness has a cure. I will never, ever take that for granted. Because of her.
Twenty years ago, today, and twenty years from now, I hold you in my heart.