Today, April 19 is a celebration for me to celebrate a significant person in my life. Going back thirty-eight year on this day should be in celebration of Easter Sunday, but was the darkest time of my life as a teenager. That particular day served two things for me, the commemoration of Easter, and the other was the day we lost my loving mother to domestic violence. She has been our angel much longer than she lived in life. Today, I will share some pictures in celebration of her life. I would not be the person that I am today.
”Every nite as I lay down, I look to the stars, and wonder where you are, do you hear my whispers? I can find peace, knowing I can visit you, day or night, where you are laid to rest. I have only known you nine years of my life, but you have left your footprint on my heart for a lifetime. If, I can have one gift that would have you here for a short time, but I know that would never happen just far away memory.”
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