An Ache for Tomorrow (and yesterday)

my heart aches. quietly but surely. and i am sitting here staring at this cold screen just waiting for my fingers to type out phrases like "highest good" and "trusting the process". after all, i am a faithful person, a woman of great hope and a belief in god(dess). a beauty. a light. a dreamer of dreams.
but my heart aches.
my mother died four years ago tomorrow. Valentines' Day. and it just feels so appropriate that the whole world around me is plastered with hearts, filled with chocolate, covered with red celophane. it makes so much sense that everybody is talking about love right now, about hearts like mine. it is a time for the heart. my little heart...like the candy ones around me...is tattered with a message. "Miss You".
i miss you so much.