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Mother's Day

It’s been over two years since my mother passed from cancer. It’s been difficult healing from her loss, especially during the past year and a half as the world has turned upside down battling the Covid-19 virus.

Covid temporarily distracted me from my grief as I faced new challenges with the pandemic, the constant shutdowns, and the political strife. However, with the easing up of restrictions: a vaccine and the full re-opening up of my state, I want to also remember my mother. She was a creative, spiritual, and at times troubled soul, who wanted the best for her family. She was a bundle of contradictions; independent yet didn’t know how to drive, wanting to be needed but refused to show it until the end of her life, fearless yet fearful. She fought tooth and nail to give us a good life, which she did. We are all better because of the sacrifices my mother made.

I want to honor my mother this upcoming Mother’s Day and celebrate her fighting spirit. She may not have won the battle, but she won the war for a better life for her family. As we embrace the vaccines to fight Covid, it is my hope and prayer that science can come up with a cure for Cancer and all life threatening illnesses.

And when great souls die,

after a period peace blooms,

slowly and always

irregularly. Spaces fill

with a kind of

soothing electric vibration.

Our senses, restored, never

to be the same, whisper to us.

They existed. They existed.

We can be. Be and be

better. For they existed.

― Maya Angelou

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