Tomorrow will mark 19 Mother’s Days that I have spent without my mama. Even though, she had her issues, and I guess all moms have some, she was a pretty amazing woman. She loved to cook, listen and sing to music, and watch wrestling. There are other things she loved, I’m sure, but these are the three that I most remember. What I can’t remember is the sound of her voice, the way her perfume smelled when she got out of the car, and what she looks like without looking at a picture. It’s cruel how the mind forgets the things we think it never will.
There are so many things that I would like to know about her. So many questions I should have asked when I had the chance. Teenage selfishness and preocupiedness robbed me from getting the chance. The one thing I do know for certain, is that my mama was saved. I’d like to share with you some memories of my mama, to celebrate the woman she was and wanted to be.