Updated: Jun 8
Hey, you! 😿😿
It was my mama's birthday yesterday. She would have celebrated 64 candles.
I will never know why I wasn't given the chance to see her blow out that many candles on her cake, but life's unfair. It's like that and always has been. I guess it was just written in the stars that way. Her 44th birthday was always meant to be the last one we would celebrate together. It's strange because I, myself, don't see me past 40 years. I'm not sure what it means, but truthfully I I don't really want to think about it now.
Her favorite song ❤️
My mom fought a good fight of 8 years. She simply didn't want to leave me as a little girl. Her death was my first experience with death. I'll always remember that last breath she took as I unknowingly held on my breath. I held on as long as I could until I couldn't anymore. But she did and I knew that, at that moment, my mom was gone. She had crossed that bridge. 🕊️✝️