A Letter to Heaven — Two Years Since You Left

Momma,

It’s been two years. Two years since you left —
And some days it feels like yesterday,
Other days, like a lifetime has swallowed you whole.

Every morning, I still reach out for your hands—
Not the warm hands that once held mine,
But I bow before your photo,
Asking for your blessing where you used to be.

From the real touch of your hands
To the quiet stillness of your picture,
A gentle bridge between then and now.

These years have been hard —
Storms of sadness and pain hitting me again and again.
There were times when I felt like giving up,
When the sadness felt too big to carry.

But while family left me, God did not.
Like a mother preparing for her child’s future,
You did too— maybe not with money, But with your prayers.
And that’s why God sent His angel to watch over me.

In my darkest moments, God held my hand
And sent His angel—your prayer made real.
Strong and kind, always there,
Holding me up when I want to fall,
Never letting go.

Momma, I miss your touch more than I can say —
But this angel is proof of your love and God’s care,
Keeping me safe when I feel like I might break.

I carry you in my heart — your voice, your faith, your strength —
A light shining in my darkest nights,
Guiding me when I don’t know the way.

Tell me, Momma —
How is heaven?
Are you at peace now?
Free from all pain?
Is your heart whole again?

I’m still here, learning to live without you,
Holding on to the love that surrounds me —
You, God, and this angel —
A circle of love that keeps me going until we meet again.

To anyone reading this who is hurting,
Who feels lost like me,
Know you are not alone.

God’s love is strong enough to hold all our broken pieces,
And angels walk with us, sent by prayers from those who love us.

Momma, keep shining your light from heaven.
I love you forever.
Until the day God lets me hold your hand again.