It is hard to believe that 21 years ago, my extremely beautiful, intelligent, outspoken, vibrant, gun packing when necessary, no BS having, 51 but larger than life mother passed away from this life. Sometimes it feels like yesterday. Sometimes I feel anger because I feel so cheated in life. Everything my mother did to make sure I had a proper education, and to be a decent human being, she never experienced in this physical life. I used to get sadden by it often. My son would often ask me about how my mother died. The conversations that I have with my son are amazing sometimes. I am thankful to have had a mother who simply cared enough to love her son with every inch of her heart and soul. My mother taught me how to treat a woman and how to be a gentlemen. Till this day I get fussed at by women who do not like me calling them maam. Lol. Sorry, my mama taught me that. I say maam to little girls, young ladies, my peers all the way up to my elders. I say sir to my son in conversations. I thank God for my mother daily. My mother is as strong now as she was over 2 decades ago. I love you mama! Thanks for your guidance.
Posted on: Sun, 07 Sep 2014 13:31:03 +0000
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