Two years ago today my momma
passed away.
My Mom was born and raised in
Millwood, GA. She was the baby of 14
children. Her father was what my mother
called a “faith healer” some others called him a “witch doctor” and her mother
was of course busy taking care of her children and home.
My mother was always a God fearing
woman that was raised in a Pentecostal church. When she was in elementary
school she would stand on the step of the school and preach to all the other
children during recess. She was a good
daughter, sister, cousin, aunt, wife, mother and grandmother.
I spoke to momma at least once a day
all of my life. On Thursday, October 21
we talked on the phone for about an hour.
My brother called an hour and a half later to tell me that an ambulance
had been called to momma and it was bad, it was bad. My momma’s heart had stopped. It just stopped. She was on life support from the moment she
arrived at the hospital until Saturday, October 23 when her children decided it
was enough. I miss my momma.
I am sitting here trying to think of
the words to explain how much my momma means to me and no words come to
mind.
*Big Sigh*
Still to this day it is hard to
believe she is gone forever. When she
left it shook my family to the core, we were all broken. I think we are all coming back into our
normal now but I still have days and sometimes weeks were I wonder constantly
if we made the right decision. Even
though we were told that she had no brain activity and was having one seizure
after another I think…what if.
It’s a strange feeling when you
realize you have NO parents. As everyone
says “Life goes on” and it does.
Until next time…
Hugs~
Char
