Sunday, March 9, 2025

IMELDA SARMIENTO

Dear Mom,

I hope you’re at peace, somewhere far beyond what I can see. I hope you’re watching over me, seeing every small moment of my life. I miss you more than words can say. Some days are easier, but some days, I break all over again. I talk to you in my head, hoping somehow you can still hear me. If you can, just know this—I love you, and I carry you with me in everything I do.

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