How wrong I was, when I believed my darling Mum was invincible

as I believed she would be the permanent fixture in my whole life 

she would be my superhero and my guiding light forever 

most importantly, she would just be my Ma for my entire life 

How wrong I was, when I thought she would never ever leave me

as I thought she would never leave before we could shared more time  

we could added more precious memories and enjoyed a lifetime together 

most devastatingly, she was stolen from us so abruptly and so soon 

How wrong I was, when I assumed we would have more time together 

as I struggled to accept she was denied the right to be in our futures

she was forced to depart before any of us were prepared and ready

most heartbreakingly, we were deprived to be there for her last breath

How wrong I was, when I refused to learn any cooking skills from her

as I always believed the day I learned everything from her 

it would be the moment she left me on this earth forever 

most regrettably, she could never tasted any food I would make for her

How wrong I was, when I thought I knew what grief was and felt like 

as I grieved for the loss of my beloved Dad 16 years ago

but this one is different, the silence of my heart breaking is deafening

most excruciatingly, I will have to continue living my life without her

How wrong I was, how so so so damn wrong I was 

when I believed my dearest Mum would still be here with me now

when I thought time was on our side and she would be here forever 

most abominably, how do we ever get something like this right