60

She would have been 60 today, and starting her retirement. Today should have been a party, a celebration and to look forward to a life free from the daily grind of work. She's not here, for alas she passed away over two years ago. I was there, at her bed side, holding her frail body, having just consented to her life support being switched off - I held her. I watched her pass away, the machine beeped slower and slower and she died coldly in my arms.

I kissed her.

I wept.

My soul was torn asunder.

She was my mother.

She would have been 60 today.