Her Mother was her life, her best friend and the only one who seemed to understand her. One person who did not judge her or look at her as if she was from another planet.
The disease ate away at her mother's soul year after year even before she knew she was sick. Her mother was dying and there was nothing anyone could do.

Blaming herself was an absolute. When she was born her Mother had to receive blood for a tranfusion and she contracted Hepatitis. This illness did not show it's ugly head for many years and her mother was able to help in the raising of her nieces and nephew. Her mother lived for it, she was just a woman who loved children and wanted to be an influence in their life. Her Mother was a born again Christian and no matter how bad things got even up to the end Her mother maintained that positive outlook because she may be dying but she will be rewarded.

Her life was not the best and there were times that emotionally she felt abandoned as she grew up but her mother and father did love her. They wanted her to have what they did not and more.

parents are not perfect and when we are born we don't come with an emotions and stability guide, like small appliances come with warnings i.e. Don't operate in shower or do not put hands close to blades while running. Of course even those warnings are for those that can't figure out things that are common sense. Life on the other hand has no guides no directions.
Although many books have been written by people who give us opinions on how we should live. We do have to use some common sense.

Well her relationship with her mother was all she had. She had friends, and relationships but she was mom's baby girl. Her mother never made plans for her to be in the world on her own. She also never really made plans otherwise.

Then after years of suffering and pain her mother is gone. Her grief is so strong it destroys her mental capacity to function. She has to relearn how to live. Her life is so empty because she has lost everything that ever meant anything to her. She is not grieving, she is missing and wanting back what she grew to know as life.

You see this woman is my wife, she lost her mother days before we became a couple. She had no one. Her father was doing his grieving, her sister and brother had their lives and grief also. Some would say I was a crutch others would say a blessing. The truth is she was the blessing because everything she learned from her mother and her best friend I benefit from.
She cares for me and loves me each day because she knows how precious life is as well as I do. Of course we had a child that her mother never got to see but in our hearts her mother is a part of our babies life also. Everyday we try to let our child know her mimi.

She misses her mother, but her mom being gone is where she gets her strength and that strength is why I love her and continue to support her because she knows how to live.

Don't let the loss of someone you love and miss consume you. Use it to better yourself by seeing the strengths that make you who you are and made you have that realtionship.

It works I know from experience.

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