Lupita

A friend just passed away.

I couldn't help myself.

The kiss came from somewhere deep within.

I gently kissed her on the forehead.

She didn't flinch.

Her smile said it all.

That day we each painted with acrylics on wood.

I was hoping that this would become a tradition.

She passed away earlier this morning on Mother's Day.

I have this memory and I will cherish it forever.

The hurt hasn't hit me yet, but I know it's coming.

I expect to shed some tears as I will not hear her making fun of my dancing.

I will miss her.

Reviews

[Kristan A. Mohammed]

This is a very touching and melancholic piece. It's really the name that pulled me in. What's the significance?

[jimecuador]

Kristian, my girlfriend's grandmother died this morning on Mother's Day. This is the memory of a couple of weeks ago when we visited her and created some paintings. The first and the last we will ever make together.