Just this year on Jan 28 09 my mom passed away.
At first I couldnt beleive it. I was with her in the hospital and she was fine.
I go sit with my grandma and then next thing I hear is CODE BLUE!!
I didnt know what that meant but they sent the nurses to my mom room.
Minutes passed and the Dr came out saying ” Im sorry but her heart just gave out. ”
At that very moment my entire world collapsed!
A month pass after her death and I remembered something.
She would always give me a hug before I went to school.
I burst out in tears and reached for a knife.
I knew it only took less than an instant to see my mom again.
So I took the knife and slit my wrist.
Slowly the pain just started to go away.
MY sister found me sitting in my room in a puddle of blood.
The next thing I know Im in a hospital with my arms bandaged up.
I hated her for it. We didnt speak for a few weeks.
I then went to therapy and of course it was long.
I not going to say that Im ok now, but I am definitly going to say that Im
getting better. My mom is in a better place just flying and waiting for me.