An Unimaginable Loss
I lost my mother on November 15, 2011. My mother was killed by a man who broke into her house to rob her. She was 68 years old. Some days, I still cannot believe this has happened. I have cried a river of tears, wailed, beaten my fists in anger...now I am beginning to feel some peace. I miss her so much and hurt so bad for what she must have gone through. But, what has saved me is my faith that she is in a better place. My mother was a Christian lady who lived her faith. She was always ready to go and told me she loved me every time I spoke to her. Those were the last words we said to each other, three days before she died. I know I will see her again one day.
My mother's gifts to me have kept me strong. She raised me to be tough! She felt that we as a family could tackle anything. She was also so funny. She laughed and smiled all the time. She loved to tell jokes and was so silly. We had such a good time together. I can imagine that she is so happy now. There is no more pain or worry for her.
When I was 18 years old, I went on a trip to New York City. My mother was waiting for me when I got off of the plane. I will never forget the look on her face when we saw each other. She was so happy to see me and so relieved that I'd made it home. One day I will see her again and I can imagine her having the same look on her face only it will be even more joyful because we'll never have to say goodbye again.
To all those who have lost loved ones - keep laughing, keep helping others, have a purpose in life and work as hard as you can for as long as you can. Count your blessings - I am so thankful for everything I have in life. Thank you, Mother, for everything you did for me. I love you!