Remember

I want to remember every moment. I do not want to forget her hand running through my hair, while the scarf covering her tiny wisps of hair that were all that remained after the cancer treatment slid to one side. I don’t want to forget that in that moment she was thinking of me, comforting me instead of the other way around. I don’t want to forget how she made calls and championed for me while sick, to help solve a family issue that was tugging at my heart. I don’t want to forget how she tried so hard to go dress shopping with me when her strength was failing, like she always had. I don’t want to forget that the very last time I saw her smile before she slipped into that irreversible coma was at the sight of my cousin’s baby girl. I don’t want to forgot, even when it hurts, even when my soul aches for her, every moment. In that way, she is never gone. Really she is alive in all the memories. I don’t want to forget.