Time

Allegedly time is a great healer. I'm not so sure.

It passes at a variable rate: somtimes fast (how quickly a child grows) sometimes slowly (how long will this conference last!)

It gives and it takes. It gives the hope of new beginnings, it gives your mind assistance with its autocomplete of broken memories.

At the same time, it takes, slowly erasing the details of the past, until all that remains are the photographs.

Even though I can hardly remember you, just the essence of you, I miss you Mum, every day.

Time the great healer, I'll let you decide.