Grieving

[Greyson]

My mom passed away this week. She was the eldest daughter of seven children. My mother helped raise her siblings. I was the eldest daughter of my mother's seven children. I was named after my mom.

When I last saw my mother this summer she told me that my name Greyson fits me perfectly. She told me I was her "Grey Son. Not quite one or the other." My mom told me my name suited me perfectly.

I wrote my mom a letter to take with her into eternity. I am comforted to know she cried with joy when the letter was read to her. My letter was cremated with my mom. The truth is, not only the letter, a piece of me too. I love you Mom. Until we meet again.

your Greyson.