I carry you everywhere I go, ma. 

The other day I plucked roses for you. A simple arrangement, but it was done with love. It was done wondering how you will react. 

I wore your nailpolish. That way I have a bit of you with me when I travel. When I finish another circle around the sun. 

I said a rosary today. During May. Dedicated to you. For the lost ones to come back. 

You are always with me, ma. I love you.