She stared at the prickly flowers. They were beautiful. They were rough. They were fiery yet gentle. They were like her mother. And, today was the day she had dreaded since childhood.
She put on her black dress. She grabbed a shawl and a hat. She held her son’s hand and looked down at his tiny body. One day, he might have this awful, dreaded feeling as well. We leave legacies behind. We leave feelings of mourning forever more. She had never wanted to feel this. But such was the cycle of life. She wiped her tears and headed out to face her greatest fear come true.
Categories: Children, death, family, photography, women
psychologistmimi 
So Truly Gut Wrenching This Poem About Your
Mother’s Passing Dear Miriam As It’s True When
No One is on A Child’s Side it is often A Mother Who
Is the Only one Left Standing By Your Side And i Surely
Experienced That More Than Once in my Life Most of All i Wanted
to Be the Strong One At The End When She Needed me as i Fell More Than
Once And Toward Her Very End Just Another 66 Months She Was Forced to
Hold the World up For
me When i Didn’t Wanna
Be Here at All With A Pain
And Numb most Human Beings
Don’t Understand Exists Yet Again
When i Asked her Why me Yet Again When
i Asked her Why Me When Again i Asked her
Why me She Said Why Not You Yet She Also Said
This Too Will Pass As True She Saw the Dark too
When She Didn’t Think She Could Handle Raising Two
Children With A Husband Who Ended Up Being A Silent
Force of No Emotional Support At All Yet As She Felt She was
Grasping Toward Her Last Straw She Related A Vision of A Man
With the Greenest Eyes She Ever Saw Without a Word From Then
On She Gained The Faith That Every Little Thing is Gonna Work Out Okay
It’s True at my Lowest Point i Had A Similar Vivid Half Waking Dream in
Hell And Pain and Numb
From the Beginning Of Hell
A Woman With Fiery Red Hair
And The Greenest Eyes Ever Hovering
Over my Bed With Just The Faintest of What
Was Left Over Possible For Hope for me and True
it Didn’t Make me Feel Like Every Little Thing is Gonna
Be Alright Yet It Did Surpass What My Mechanical Cognition
Only Logical Brain All Left Hemisphere Reduced Mind Saw As Possible
Before in my Existence
Anyway Recovering i Was Strong For my
Mother Then As She Went Without Food
or Drink in Hospice for Those Lasts 8 Days
to Go the way She Wanted to Go as Natural as
Possible She Got to LiVE Her Whole Life and the
Last Two Years with No More than A Bayer Aspirin
For Cancer that Spread from Breast to Bones to Brain
Bleeding Defeating my Sister in a Game of Scrabble two
Days Before Her
Hospice Death Bed
And as i’ve Related Before Here too
When She Passed Away i Realized Her
Flame Her HeART Her SPiRiT Her SoUL
Of Unconditional Giving Sharing Caring
Healing Love Was the Torch she Passed on to
me only to Spread Some More And Then i Understood
Why Some Folks Need “Jesus” So Much As They May have Not
Had the Female Version With Brown Eyes And The Fairest Skin
of them All As My Father’s Mother Related About Her Glowing Fair Skin
Some Humans Are Born
to Love And Never Give it Up
Some Humans Are Born to that
Gift And Carry A True Torch Meek
And Humble of True Royalty to Give Love Away For Free…
i Am Verily Sure You Continue to Carry Your Mother’S UNique Torch..:)
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