Memories & Pain
My Broken Spirit I miss the time with my mom & Dad. I always felt safe and secure until I lost my dad on April 7th, 1995. My whole world came crashing down. Two years of sorrow and wearing black as a symbol of my immense loss crying most of the time during that period. But I had my mom to fall back on and with time I was able to live with the fact that my dad won't be coming back. My mom consoled me throughout that difficult time. We also had our arguments over the past 24 years after my dad passed away. But she was always there and we had our jointly owned home we purchased together after my dad was gone. When I would come back home from work or visiting my friends or even when I would go away for a weekend or longer once I got back home, she was always there and it was always so satisfying to know that my mom was still around and I could come home and sit down and tell her about my day or my experiences whilst I was away from home. She would make me coffee every morning and ...