I Miss My Mami

While I was Blog Hopping, I came across a blog post by My Life on Haber Way She wrote about how she misses her father. I can relate to that. I lost my mother when I was 10 years old and her sudden death still impacts me today. I don't think you ever get over such a loss. Every now and then the death of my mother smacks me in the face. We missed out on so many things together, graduating high school and college, getting married, being pregnant and now my bundles of joy Sasa and Mimi. It hurts every time. Although I have an amazing family who supports and loves me, I missed out on going to my mom while I was pregnant and venting to her, asking her what it was like when she was pregnant with me. I miss my mother so much and the memories I have of her are few in number, but strong. I love my mother and sometimes I can't believe she's gone. I'm saddened by the fact that she didn't see me grow up, fall in love, get married, and have children, her grand-children. There are so many times I wished she were here. I remember wanting that when I was pregnant with the girls as my pregnancy was no walk in the park. I can't turn back time and what is done, is done. My mother isn't here and my girls will never meet her, but they will know of her. They will know how much she loved me and cared for me. They will know about that time she took my sister and I to the Oval Park Clean Up and that time she hosted an entire block party to raise money for security camera's in our building on Dekalb Ave.. They will know about the time she gave me pow-pow for smacking my lips and the time she danced with me because she didn't have to cook that night. My mom was the most amazing woman I know and her life ended too soon at 37. My girls will know her and they will love her as I do. I love you Mami...