My mom Lora just recently passed away and it's truly the most painful thing I have ever had to endure. She was a single mother, my father and her family abandoned her. My father is from Nigeria and when he found out he suddenly remembered his family he had back in Nigeria and couldn't stay. When my mother's family (they are white and we live in a predominately white area) found out she was unmarried and carrying a child who would look black they absolutely had a fit and spend the next 30 years trying to make her pay for having a ni***r in the family. She decided she was going to me and if nobody liked it too bad. She did it, she raise me all by herself. She got sick 7 years ago with COPD as she smoked for 40 years like a freight train and she quit when she started getting sick. Everyday was a struggle for her to breathe and to watch her struggle breathing. Then she lost her legs and I think she finally quit. Not that I blame her but living without her has been a chore. Getting up in the morning is hard. I am being selfish and I want her back. I know it's impossible.