Eight years ago today I got the call that changed me forever.... most teenagers are worried about the next foot ball game or what party to go to that weekend, not worrying wether they would have a mom to go back home to the next day... I was seventeen and got the call that everyone dreads as I picked up the phone the nurse on the line your mom has passed away....there must have been some mistake because anyone who knew my mom knew she always came out of the haospital surprising everyone and fighting harder than ever but as she repeated ms. Wible has died my hole world stoped, the phone dropped to the counter and all I could do is scream I wasnt there to say goodbye... i was there every night with her but when she went I wasnt there and i didnt get to say good bye ...im not sure why god had it that way but he has a reason for everything guess im still trying to figure it out... she raised me with morals and respect... taught me that u work for what u want and even when it was hard and we were scrapping the bottom of the barrel she managed to give me everything I needed and more... I am the person I am today because of her... it is hard when your own children ask you why u dont have a mommy or knowing that they will never get to meet such a wonderful person but I know one day they will and I gotta just keep pushing forward for them like she did for me... I miss you mommy and I really hope your proud of me!!!!
Posted on: Sun, 21 Sep 2014 21:12:36 +0000
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