It hasn't been easy the last couple of months, my mother and I began a painful journey in February and though we gave it all we got she lost the battle to cancer yesterday. I am a single child and it had been just the two of us for a long time so it was a difficult road to walk. My mother had an extremely painful childhood and adolescence which she rarely discussed with me, and the times something slipped out it was mentions of abuse at her family's hand. She was never allowed to attend school and instead put to work on what was considered a man's job at the time and so she was lucky those men protected her instead of caused her harm. She spent her life with both physical and emotional scars, and so was unable to provide for me.
We lived almost all my young life with 'so called' relatives who never missed a chance at making me the topic of conversation or making her feel like she was a simpleton. But my mother was an amazing person, who loved with all her heart yet rarely found the same from her brothers and the rest of her family. Yet she had the most amazing and wonderful friends who have been my support and are giving me their warmth and strength in this time. She had her own brand of wisdom gleamed from her experiences and I for one thought of her as one of the most smartest people and the most loving parent a child hopes to have. I am happy in the fact that she will now know the true meaning of complete peace, happiness and a life without pain. I will miss her; she is my mother, my best friend, my confidant, and was my rock for longer than I can count. I was truly blessed to have her and love her; now I shall honor her memory by being the person she wanted me to be. She will be in my heart always and forever.