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Yesterday marked one year since my mother passed away. Was feeling majorly depressed so I booked me a spa day to feel better. Plus my mother loved a good massage so I did it in her honor. I found a Groupon for the Marriott that included a full body scrub and I added a massage and facial. Very nice facilities and I’d defintely go back.
When I first walked in I saw a man and I was in his way to sign into the gym. He didn’t say hi or anything so I just said I’m sorry and scooted over. I received my services which took maybe 3 hours and he either waited for me or came back down from his hotel room. So after I was finished with my services I decided to get some sun and I was going to hop in the pool. I have my headphones on listening to music and trying not to cry but couldn’t hold it in.
Next thing I know here he comes this fine, young man swimming up to me. I’m like ummm excuse me? I don’t feel like being bothered right now! Had tears in my eyes and everything. He proceeds to tell me he hasn’t seen alot of us around here and where am I from? I tell him the states and he tells me he is from South Africa. We talk for another half an hour about Mexico City, what he does and why I’m here and why he is here. I say I’m starving and I haven’t had anything to eat that day. I hadn’t as I had no appetite until around 1pm. He asks me to dinner. I’m like sure!
He asks about the restaurants here and of course he has no idea what I’m talking about because he’s not from the states. I start naming off chain restaurants from the states…Cheesecake Factory, Red Lobster, Olive Garden, TGIF as he didn’t want Mexican. He wants to go to Red Lobster…I say YES!
We catch an Uber to Red Lobster which is at the mall near my house. We grab some shrimp as an appetizer (delicious), I got fish, and he had lobster tacos. We finished dinner then walked around my neighborhood and I showed him some of the buildings that were messed up due to the earthquake and an artist in my neighborhood since he said he needed some art.
Will have to say I was in a bad place since Friday and this man made my day. Thank you Momma for knowing exactly what I needed and sending me an angel. I feel so blessed.
My Mommy and Daddy
The Eulogy I wrote for my mother:
Words to describe my mother: silly, intelligent, strong willed, stubborn, giving, loving, talkative I could go on.
My mother loved to talk. It would get so bad I would have to tell my mother to be quiet. She was also so silly she would say some of the most off the wall things. I would say MOMMA NOW. She would just be like you know it’s true or I’m just playing. She was so real, honest, and raw about everything no sugar coating anything. I would tell people I could talk to my mother about anything and everything and they would say I could never with my mother. And that’s why I loved her she was so open and free and didn’t care what others would think about her…she was going to say it anyway and get it off her chest.
No one thought my mother was as sick as she was. I didn’t even know until I saw her back in February. My mother always said when she got down and out she didn’t want to lose her mind and the Lord granted her her wish. I think that’s why people thought she was going to be ok. She had her mind until the end.
I want to talk about why my mother didn’t try to fight her blood cancer. My mother had been going to the doctor for years and they were telling her she just had anemia. They told her to wait and see. They told her it was from her period. They tried iron infusions but that didn’t work. They diagnosed her with one disease after another but didn’t offer a solution. My mother begged for a bone marrow biopsy but when she got her first one the doctor didn’t even do it right. By the time she got her second one she was already too weak and frail to do anything. My mother was hopeful to the end as she spoke about changing her diet. She also wanted to make it back to see her baby Chris. She also wanted to see me off before I went to S America but like my momma told me God laughs at your plans.
The Bible says in 1 Peter 4:12 Beloved, do not be surprised at the fiery trial when it comes upon you to test you, as though something strange were happening to you. 13 But rejoice insofar as you share Christ’s sufferings, that you may also rejoice and be glad when his glory is revealed.
Also says in 1 Peter 5:10 And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you.
My mother suffered a little while and I hated seeing my mother that way. I’m not sad, mad, or anything else but happy for my mother. She lived a good life and she went home the way the Lord wanted it to be. Sometimes the Lord uses the tragedy of one to bring others to Him. No one suffers in vain. God always has a reason and sometimes He is trying to show someone their need to receive the Lord Jesus Christ.
I always said if I got even half of my mother’s mouth and intelligence I’d be set for life. She was an amazing woman and they don’t make them like her anymore. And last but not least I want to shout to the world that I wouldn’t trade my mother and father in for anything on Earth.