Taken Without Cause

I’ve recently returned from the burial of my mother.  What should have been a difficult passing of a parent has become lost to me.

It was not a shock to hear the news of my mother’s passing.  The truth is she has been gone for me for more than awhile.

It was as if imposters had taken her place – and that is not a metaphor – leaving me in an emotional place that I cannot describe let alone ever share.

The last moments I could have shared with her were stolen from me.  The last time I could have made her laugh or smile – taken for no reason.

An emotional excavation of my soul has taken place.  A landslide, a sheering off of entire parts of me are gone.  And unrecoverable.

Not from the loss of my mother, however that is where it started , but from mismanagement, errors on the part of the overseer, wrong supervisor, and countless over-stepping-of-bounds that can never be replaced or explained.

There is no amount of money, fame, or prestige that could ever replace what I’ve lost.