Well where should I began? Mom and I were and are so very close. She is my adopted Mom, but none the rest, she is my mother. I guess you could say Mom and I were best friends. See, I came from a family of 7 brothers and sisters, and I was the middle child. For whatever reason, I was given up for adoption. My Aunt and Uncle adopted me, gave me the best Christian and loving home a child could ever hope to have. Not to mention that my Aunt and Uncle had already 6 children of their own.
I was raised very well and very loved. As the years went by and I grew into a young women, I began to want to spread my wings alittle.
In 1996, Mom became sick and she already had been a diabetic for a long time. We realized Mom needed to go to the Doctor and just have a check up. After all the test were in and the Doctors came in and gave us the news, we were devestated. They said Mom had cancer and their was nothing they could do. They gave her 3 months. We were all in shock, stress, and just not together ya know?
Well, When Mom left in Jan. 1997, I guess it hit me the hardest. I was the youngest and adopted and very spoiled. I was given just about anything I wanted. But in our home we mostly had love and respect for one another. Mom and Dad gave us a life to be so very proud of. The problem is, she left in 1997, and it still feels like it just happen. I dream about her all the time. We have conversations. I can be really down on myself and pray and ask God to allow me to visit Mom and I will dream about her most of the time. There have been times I have asked God to allow me to talk to Mom and He did not allow it. I know that God had a very good reason for every thing he does, and I try my very best to understand that.
When she left here I felt like she just fanished and was just gone, and I couldn't find her and I was like a lost puppy out in the cold. Alot of times during the day, it's as though she drops by and gives me these feelings of security and that she loves me. I believe that God gives us what He feels that we need to survive. Losing my Mom has been the hardest thing in my life I have gone through.
"Her Journey Just Began"
Don't think of her as gone away her journey's just begun, life holds so many facets- this earth is only one. Just think of her as resting from the sorrows and the tears in a place of warmth and comfort where there are no days and years Think how she must be wishing that we could know today how nothing but our sadness can really pass away. And think of her as living in the hearts of those she touched.... for nothing loved is ever lost- and she was loved so much.
The reason I wrote this little poem down, maybe someone else has experienced what I have and maybe we can help each other. The Bible clearly says "To be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord". I know where my Mom is, and I know she is well, I have visited her several times in my dreams. If your in a situation like mine, try to hang in their and just take one day at a time, thats what I still do today, one day at a time.
And what makes it even worse, well, we all know what happen on Sept. 11, 2002 when we lost so many of our people. Such a sad and trying time, well, Sept. 11th is my Mom's Birthday. How it changed my life:Always respect the ones who love you the most, and treasure every moment the good Lord allows each of us to have, no matter how long we have it, just try to be very thankful for that moment and pray for many more happy times within my life.
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