At the age of 2 I learned how great a Mother's love for her children is...
I lost my mother and sister when I was 2 years old. This happened on a dreadful day on December 1983. My mother was walking the streets of the Bronx, NY with my sister to see a doctor. Suddenly my sister let go of my mother's hand and crossed the street by herself. My mother ran after her but it was too late...My sister was run over by a truck and instantly killed. Mother ran after her and desperately went under the truck to get her out but the truck kept going and killed my mother as well. My mother's name was Carmen and my sister's name was Carmen Luz. My sister was only 4 years old at the time of the accident. Thru her death, my mother left 3 other children orphaned.
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Sometimes my grandparents would tell me that I always held onto my mother's skirt when she was alive. I was always so attached to her that losing her was a shock to me. They told me that once I lost my mother, I stopped talking altogether. Adjusting to life without her was not easy at all. I didn't talk or interact with anyone. I grew up being extremely sky and insecure; I was a loner. Feeling emotions or caring for others was difficult for me because I guarded my heart from being hurt. When I finally cared for someone, I would be extremely afraid and paranoid of losing them. All my life I mourned the loss of my physical mother. I always felt that having her would have made my life so much better. After finding about that I was never an orphan but in actuality had a Spiritual Mother all along, I was shocked! I felt alone all my life but I was never alone. Heavenly Mother had mercy on me and allowed to know about Her and Her great sacrifice to give me eternal life. After learning about Her, my life has been drastically changing for the positive. I am becoming a better person everyday by following Her teachings and Her example of love. All of my life, I grew up mourning the loss of my mother not knowing Heavenly Mother was always with me. She revealed Herself to me at the perfect moment. I am so grateful that She came down out of heaven leaving all Her glory and Her throne behind to live
Tragedy marred my childhood, I witnessed my two baby brothers die as infants. My mother passed away when I was only 14 years old. And my father died three years later. However, my aunt orphaned us which helped my sister and I obtain an excellent education, which was unusual for women in
When I was growing up, I barely ever got to see my father and brother. Lily grew up without her mother. When I was around 1 years old, my mother and father got divorced. My mother took me with her and my father kept my brother and sister. My mother told me, that my father was abusive told her and my brother and sister.
Lucky, them, all I’ve got is a few deteriorating memories of Mother, Father, what we did together, the crash, and the orphanage. The orphanage is where it truly hit me that they were dead and I would never see them again. I was there for a year, that’s when my strongest and fondest memory occurred. An African American woman with kind brown eyes, a stark contrast to my blond hair, blue eyes, and white skin walked into my room and we talked for hours. I never would have thought I would have called her Mom then.
I also found it interesting how, the younger sisters, older sister continued to play with my mom even after this event happened. It showed me that even younger kids had a different opinion than their own parents, and didn’t follow their word if they didn’t agree to it. And, because of that created a lifetime relationship with my
I’ve gone through hardships and trying to keep my own family together. Someone very dear to my family has passed on and it was one of the most horrible things i’ve experienced as a young child myself. I was 12 too when i’ve experience loss, at the time I couldn’t cope I was in denial and agony. But eventually I had to learn to grow up and accept what has happened and help my family in the process.
As a young child, I was extremely attached to my mom and really never wanted to leave her side.
My mom had to be like a housewife, except she was just young. My mom had 4 other siblings and out of those 4, one of them was diagnosed with cancer and the other one had something else, when my mom was 16 her brother passed away and it was really hard for her because she loved him so much. At the age of 26 my parents both met, when they were 29 my dad proposed to her, they had tried so hard to have a child, but nothing really worked until God gave them a miracle and at the age of 32 she had my older sister. Around 33 years old, she had my other sister, but my mom’s sister the one that had cancer passed away and it was really hard for my mom. After my mom had my sister, she had 2 miscarriages at the age of 33 and 34.
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My uncle has a pet dog that he found on the side of the beach and was handicap. It was missing a leg and was helpless but my uncle loved that dog no matter what. One day however, he came home from work and the dog was dead in the yard. He was very sad and called my grandpa and dad to help him bury him. They dug a hole in the backyard and placed him in there, and my uncle cried and prayed.
Mother and her sister were very close so the news of her death devastated my mother. However, I had only met my Aunt Nora and Uncle Rowan once, the night before they
On behalf of the Wyandotte Class of 1981 Reunion Committee members, we wish to extend our most sincere condolences to you and your family Losing a mother is one of the deepest sorrows a heart can know and when that absences is felt on earth, we gain an angel in heaven that watches over us. May you and your family take comfort in knowing that you all have a mother for an angel to watch over you. We join in with everyone who knew your mom in wishing you peace and comfort as you face this very sad time. Our thoughts and prayers are with you and your wonderful family. For Our Father in heaven has charged us in Galatians 6:2; that we are to bear one another burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ.
A few hours after my mother passed, I decided to go home and take out all her clothes; I wanted to remind myself of all the great moments we had. I found her exquisitely shining coarse hair on her blue elegant dress. I could feel her alleviating presence whilst holding her fascinating attire. I said my final goodbyes... it was heartbreaking.
Although it did not mean much to me when it happened, I grew to embrace this experience as motivation. Looking back at what both my mother and father left behind I grow nausiotic. I should work hard and pay them back what they have done for my sister and I. I want her to met the voice behind the phone as many times as she
As a person trying to be a role model I went from being a kid, goofing around not taking church seriously, to now being someone that students younger than me will look up too. Through any up and every down this change has never felt so good, and I will never take for granted this