Healing from my pain... the loss of mama
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The greatest pain I could ever have endured was the loss of my mother… but I know now that my healing would begin by helping someone else. It started about six years ago when Mama took a fall. While staying with her a few months in the hospital and rehab, I made the decision to move back home. Mama could no longer walk, but she was vibrant and still full of life. She loved to laugh and talk about her cooking days. She was a great cook and baker. During her younger years, she not only cooked for her eight children, but for the community as well. This great lady was my friend, confidant, role model and hero. Words cannot express how much she loved her children. She instilled in us how to care and love others, even when wronged. We all would laugh among each other and say “Mama is getting us be at up out here in this world, because everyone was not raised by Ms. Brown.”
