March 11, 2019 is a day that I will never forget. It is the day that I stood by my Mom's side as she took her last breath on this side of life. I am confident that she began breathing and smiling on the other side in Heaven. There's not a doubt in my mind. It's been four years, but the pain is still the same.
My mother's passing made me stronger. Each day that I look at her picture in my office knowing she is not here... is a constant reminder of how strong I've become. When it first happened mentally I was shocked. There was not preparation to get me ready for losing my mother. There are no real classes you can go to find out how to cope. I'm stronger because even as emotional as I am typing this post... I have not cried... YET.you
My mother's passing made me respect time more. If you knew my Mom, you knew that she was notoriously late. She did not mind being late. I can even remember her coming to my high school graduation late. My mother was a character. Through her passing, I value the time we have here on earth more. We have to maximize the time that we have left to share with others.
Last but not least, my mother's death taught me the meaning of friendship. My mother did not have an insurance policy. My friends really rallied together to help my brothers and I. Over $4,000 was given to my family to help cover the cost of her funeral. We did not know how we were going to cover it, and God definitely made a way. I am so thankful for a GREAT group of friends and associates.
Thanks Momma for all that you have done for me. I can never repay you for what you did, my only hope is to make you eternally proud.