I remember that moment of getting math help, and receiving a call that crushed my entire world. I had no idea things had gotten that bad, who would have known? Hearing your voice, trembling with fair, saying "They don't know what is happening, but you need to come here now."

In that split second all I could think of was the worst of things..the person I have looked up to my entire life was in horrible pain and might possibly die. I crashed to the ground as I was signing out to leave school, and the attendance lady just held me tight and told me I need to cherish every moment I have left.

Getting to the hospital, rushing in, trying to navigate with my eyes filled with tears and fear. Then in no time at all..there you were, tubes and all. No words were heard with every nurse trying to understand all the medications you were on and what had specifically happened to your fragile body, I just wanted to sink in every single detail of you and what you once were.

Sitting there, holding your hand, made me realize how important you truly are to me. Maybe it is true that people do not realize how important one individual can be, until they're about to leave the world you're in. Oh how I was holding you as tight as I could.

I was there for days, and all I could think about what I would have done different. I would have tried to clung on to you harder just to smell that Chanel 5 for just a few more seconds, enjoyed the time you were home instead of work, or snuggled you even more even though you were intoxicated with a liquid that had ruined you.

Yet, here I am a year later. Your body is still here, but I feel as if since then a piece of you died in that hospital. Your smile doesn't shine as it once did, your laugh doesn't sound as if you are truly happy, and just you. I just wish I could rewind that clock, before that time, and just enjoyed the laughs we once had. Enjoy the simple love between a mother and daughter.