Each and every one of us is someones child... No matter who you are in this world you entered this earth through the womb of a mother. That connection can never be broken. You are fed through the umbilical cord until it is cut. I used to laugh and say to my mom they never cut my cord. Never in my mind could I imagine the horror and pain that I would have to endure when both my mom, dad, and first born would be stolen from me in the same instance. My mama would be 67 today. She was only 61 when she died. Her surprise 60th echoes in my mind. For all those that celebrated with us that day witnessed the grace of an amazing women who was so humbled by everyone that came. It was the only secret my father did keep. For her 61 birthday my Katerina was sleeping over and woke up infested with lice. What a gift!! But my mama took care of her because I was away. She laughed it all away washing and scrubbing all weekend and treating everyone in the house while I was not there. And that was her last birthday here with us. For all that knew my mom she was a fierce women of astonishing strength who put the fear of God in all of us.... If you crossed my mom you were afraid....she new how to bring it. As tiny as she was she was powerful... My mom was a true believer in God and always told me He comes first and to always believe. And she did.. Despite growing up poor and away from her parents as a child...she grew strong and was broken as well. She too lost her mom when she was young because of a tragic medical error and years later lost her dad in a tragic car accident that broke her heart. Little did I know that as I watched her cry that one day I would be walking in her shoes and even more. Never ever did I ever believe my mom would not be here to hold my hand and wipe away my tears. Mama I love you so and am ever so humbled for all that I witnessed you offer to everyone around you. I am especially grateful for your sister Toula who walked this earth worshiping you and was destroyed when you died. Now she is brittle after she too lost her child but she still stands strong to keep me up. We are two halves of a broken heart and because of her I get through the very lows. I thank you mama for giving me your sister!!! Mama I miss you. Happy Birthday in Heaven.
Posted on: Sat, 24 Jan 2015 02:31:12 +0000
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