I usually don’t make posts like this, but this one is very sentimental.
Today, October 15, 2014, marks my Mom’s one year anniversary of the day that she left this earth. It’s really hard and extensive to explain everything that went on, so I won’t get into much detail. But there are a few things that I’d like to touch on.
At the time of my Mom’s passing, she couldn’t speak or move, due to the medication that she was given to help her rest. So in so few words, we didn’t get to have that movie, soap opera, or storybook farewell that most people believe should happen when their loved ones pass away like that. But deep down, I still wanted that to be how it happened. I had expected to get the last words with the whole “Mommy loves you, Sweet Pea,” that would’ve been just above a whisper along with a tight hand squeeze and the attempt to wipe my tears away because we knew what was about to happen — but I didn’t get that. Instead, we had a peaceful and quiet room where I just watched my Mom as she rested. I watched my Nana hold her hand and occasionally rub it to let her know that she was there and my Aunt staring at her contently and occasionally rubbing my Mom’s leg. All we did was watch her as her breathing became more and more faint, and the next thing we knew she just slipped away from us — peacefully and quietly, just she was in life.
No, I’m not doing this post to give some kind of lesson of any sort, but if you somehow find some kind of lesson within this, then that’s cool. I did this just as something that I wanted to share on this day along with the photos you see, which were probably some of the last photos that I have of and with my Mom. So for those of you who never got to meet her, this is what she looked like (the woman wearing black and white). This woman has been more than my mother — she’s also been my hero, confidant, teacher, adviser, #1 supporter, cuddle buddy, friend, and anything else a mother is suppose to be. I loved her and cherished her for the 19 years that she had been in my life and will continue to do so for the next ever so many that the Lord allows me to have.
Not a day goes by where I don’t think about her and play back the memories I have of her. I thank God for her and everything that she has taught, given, shared, and done for me throughout those 19 years.
I LOVE YOU, MOMMY AND MISS YOU GREATLY!