“It was the best of times; it was the worst of times.” — Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities
When was the last time that sentence accurately described your life?
The best time was one of my happiest days, I got a letter on Wednesday, September 17, 1986 from my mother ,she was coming back home from her long four months of vacation. She went to expend time with my brother, his wife, and their new baby. She was excited to meet the new addition to the family. My mother already had four grandkids all younger than 2 years old and she loves to spoil them. As soon she arrives from her trip she will babysit my two kids. I need her, missed her and I wanted my mom back we were very close.
However, with the happiest day it comes the saddest day and the worst. It was that Sunday, September 21, 1986 when I got a phone call from my brother. My mother has a heart attack on Saturday night and she passed away. I can’t believe it at all. My life and my heart were broken. I run into my room to reread my mother’s letter. She wrote how much she missed us, she wants me -I’m the oldest- to keep watching my younger siblings and my dad. Also she mentioned her dogs that she loves so much. She supposed to travel by the following Wednesday on September 24.
What can I said. Her coffin arrives on Wednesday, September 24 the same day she wrote in her letter. As strange it sounds my mother didn’t break her promise. She came home.
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Oh man… That must have taken a lot of getting over. ..
still hurt sometimes…