Another heartbreak

Warmth of a mother

I lost myself in thought while staring upwards into ceiling where a single white light was lit, it reminded me of when I was finally able to see my first glimpse of light at a hospital in the arms of a lady. The lady had a really clean white robe which was soft and she had an angel like voice. That memory has been a very significant one to me from birth somehow I remember it, I am remember the lady's hair it was in a messy bun and it was brown with a little yellow on the tips. Too bad I never never knew this lady's name. I tried describing her to people but the just can't seem to remember. They told me it could have been a nurse and I believed so too. But it was odd since she cried as if she had lost something or maybe someone. She acted quite motherly but I wouldn't really know how a mother is supposed to be like.... my father told me she died long ago. He doesn't like being too detailed about it, and he has been very distant since her death. Sometimes I feel that he blames me for her demise.