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My Mother

She was a woman who has done so much for us. May she rest in peace.

By Sammy ArmstrongPublished 6 years ago 5 min read
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My mother's graduation photo. 

I can't ever forget that tragic day. I can't ever forget the sound of the rain, the voices of the people around me, the feeling of the tears running down my face. I can't ever forget he regret I had, the sight of her lifeless body. It's like a nightmare. I wanted to wake up. My whole world changed on that tragic day. The day everything changed. The day I lost my dear beloved mother. If you ask me to explain what happened, I can easily tell you everything.

Before I explain that day I want to tell you all about my dear mother. She wasn't perfect, but neither is every mother. She loved her children, grandchildren, and friends very much. She had a heart of gold. She loved animals. She had a voice of an angel. Mom was born around the time Elvis Presley was alive. She moved around to many places and she would tell me stories of her childhood. One story she mentioned was how when she was a teenager she came home from school to hear tragic news. Elvis has died. My grandmother was really upset when she told her. Over the years many things happened in my mother's life. She became a big sister. Her parents divorced. She met someone and became pregnant with my big brother at 18. Soon she was married and they moved. She went to Germany, then Texas, then finally back home to Pennsylvania. During this time she had my big sister. After her divorce she met my father and they had me then my little sister. Together my mom loved all four of her children.

Over the years she has worked very hard to provide for her family since my father couldn't keep a job. She worked at so many jobs that it's hard to keep track. We moved around to so many places, but my mom hated being away from her family. During the times we moved my nieces and nephew were born. My mom wanted to be close to everyone, but she had no choice but to follow what her husband says. We lived in a very nice house and my mom found a nice job taking care of the elderly. We became friends with them and they were really nice to us. They were like family to us. One of the ladies my mom took care of saved her life one winter when my mom walked all the way to work in the cold since our car wasn't working. My mom, in a sense, was a risk taker. She did whatever she had to in order to provide for her family even if it meant walking to work 20 minutes away in the cold winter.

There are so many things I could say. My mother had a bright smile, the voice of an angel. A very kind heart. She was amazing. She would decorate every year for the holidays and would play music all the time. One time she even played her German records to drive me nuts, but she still smiled and that's what made me smile. The holidays were fun with her around. Birthdays were completely fun. She made every day worth it. When we would come home from school she would ask us about our day. If we were bullied at school and we told her mamma bear would unleash her claws and immediately call the principal. I say mamma bear because she called herself that, she used to say no one messes with mamma bear's cubs. I kid you not, she literally bought a shirt that says mamma bear on it. She would talk to me about anything like what happened at work or her dreams for our future home. I remember seeing her so happy talking about when we move and what will happen. She had big dreams and she would reach for the stars.

Now is the part where I tell you about the day she died. It was May 8th, 2013. I found her dead in the bathroom after I went to look for her to ask her something. She was only fifty years old and I was only fifteen. I called for help, but I was too late. I couldn't believe it when the paramedics said it was too late. She was gone. I lost my mother forever. No more good mornings, no more how was school, no more holidays together, no more singing or warm hugs. No more anything. It was like nightmare I wanted to wake up from. I cried that whole day, I cried for the next five years. I still cry today thinking about it. One minute she was laughing when the dogs went to lick her face and the next thing I knew she was gone. I can't believe it. I asked why did God take her? Why now? My dear mother is gone. Not a day goes by that I don't think about her. Before you ask, no we didn't bury her. She's cremated and soon we will be dividing her ashes so all four of us can have a part of her. Holidays aren't the same without her. After her death the family fell apart. You see, our mother was our whole world. She was the glue that holds us together. We are just a bunch of broken pieces without her.

I hate how she is gone and I couldn't do a thing to save her. I blame myself everyday for her death. I wish I could go back in time and save her so she would still be alive today. Mom meant everything to us and I miss her so much. I know someday we will see her again and when that day comes I will be so happy. She was an amazing woman. She was my mother and will always be my mother.

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Sammy Armstrong

I have been through a lot in my life, yet I am so grateful for the people I have. I am an expectant mother who hopes her child will grow up happy and healthy. I love animals. I love to read.

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