God this poem was painful. My mummy doesn't like me all that much, so it this poem raised all kinds of feelings in me - loss at what is not. Joy at mothers who love this way. Sorrow for her sorrows. Hope, for the the lost daughter - because she gets to bring her mother's love on the journey ahead. Sometimes it is difficult to follow one metaphor throughout an entire poem and keep having new ways to describe it - but you did just that.

Milo, as sad as this is, its truly beautiful-I would like to think thats how this happens, its very comforting.