No Military Medal could match this honor.
As some of you know my mom died this past Sept. the 5th from complications after surgery and liver damage from years of medicines. She was a Faithful Catholic, often over dramatic about things, I could describe her annoying things for a while but lets move past that, I loved my mom.
A few weeks before she died she almost set the house on fire when she fell asleep with a lit cigarette. At her funeral one of the alter boys was in a room to the side setting up an inscense burner and the preist stepped off to help and forgot to turn off his mic and said "I thought you had this under control, You'll burn the bloody place down." I'm sure my dad was thinking the same thing when he put out the fire she started.
I was given the HONOR of carrying my mothers coffin down the church steps to the waiting hurse and later from the hurse to a roller at the cemetary. I doubt anything will make me feel greater in my life than helping lay my mom down her last time. I could not have passed up that chance.
Today was her 59th birthday. I tried really hard not to let it get to me because I had a VERY busy day at work ahead and did well until my mom again made her presence and love known.
We were pretty slow and I was cutting a pizza. One of my drivers came to me and said something mom said all the damn time......"Never a dull moment."
I dropped the cutter instantly, hesitated to pick it up, finished cutting the pizza and didnt even close the lid on the box. I shoved the box on the counter and walked away, sat down and started crying in front of my whole crew, something MANY of you know I could never do. They are a wonderful group of open minded christians, nerds, geeks and freaks with a little gay on the side here and there. They all stopped what they were doing to make sure I was ok and showed sincere love for me.
I cant help but cry again now as I type knowing mom is somewhere nearby, safe and sound.
A few weeks before she died she almost set the house on fire when she fell asleep with a lit cigarette. At her funeral one of the alter boys was in a room to the side setting up an inscense burner and the preist stepped off to help and forgot to turn off his mic and said "I thought you had this under control, You'll burn the bloody place down." I'm sure my dad was thinking the same thing when he put out the fire she started.
I was given the HONOR of carrying my mothers coffin down the church steps to the waiting hurse and later from the hurse to a roller at the cemetary. I doubt anything will make me feel greater in my life than helping lay my mom down her last time. I could not have passed up that chance.
Today was her 59th birthday. I tried really hard not to let it get to me because I had a VERY busy day at work ahead and did well until my mom again made her presence and love known.
We were pretty slow and I was cutting a pizza. One of my drivers came to me and said something mom said all the damn time......"Never a dull moment."
I dropped the cutter instantly, hesitated to pick it up, finished cutting the pizza and didnt even close the lid on the box. I shoved the box on the counter and walked away, sat down and started crying in front of my whole crew, something MANY of you know I could never do. They are a wonderful group of open minded christians, nerds, geeks and freaks with a little gay on the side here and there. They all stopped what they were doing to make sure I was ok and showed sincere love for me.
I cant help but cry again now as I type knowing mom is somewhere nearby, safe and sound.