My Mom Dies Everyday
My mother died 2 months ago, (April 2012) from a heart attack. I last saw her 2 years ago where she held me in the airport and bid me goodbye as I went off to start college in the US, a 22-hour- flight away from her. She was my best friend and I talked to her everyday, early morning or in the middle of the night, the 8-hour time difference never got in the way. Living away from her was difficult but she supported my dreams even more than I did. Plus, I could not afford to fly back home frequently. However, I managed to save up enough to go back home this summer and I talked to her about how excited I was to go home in May and spend 3 months with her. I talked to her the day before she died, and she told me that she had gone to the doctor because she thought she had a bad cold. I told her to get well soon and that I loved her. How a cold became critical heart disease and pneumonia, I will never understand. All I remember is my father calling me to tell me the news and my first instinct was to call my Mom to complain about how my Dad was telling me insensitive lies. She never picked up. It hurts so much, yet I sometimes forget that she is gone and reach for my phone to call her. Every day when I wake up, it is like she dies again. I am only 21 and I have no idea how I am going to live the rest of my life without my mummy.