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Her Life

In my opinion

October 8, 2012

     My mom often spoke sincerely. Her delivery was humorous, anecdotal, and at times mysterious. But the message always got there. She had an old fashioned soul. It was a treasure to have her as a mother, and her pride and loyalty were second to none.
   She saw alot of tragedy in her life, and it didn't harden her to emotion, or even falter it for one second. She would give anyone a fair shake, and taught me long before it was cool, that no matter what someones' makeup, they deserve to be here, too. I guess growing up, and probably in fact, till we lost her, you don't realize the value in a proper upbringing.  Or the sacrifice involved- especially hers. It's for these reasons, and so many more that I will not feel sadness forever from her being gone (hopefully), but hapiness; that against ALL odds me and my two sisters resemble some kind of decent human beings, and LJ got to see her hard work flourish in the three of us. That's huge for me. Amidst all the regrets, we all knew, and know- where our loyalties lied. We have been homeless, hungry, broken, played with, locked up, shunned, turned around, written off, attacked, laughed at, and pushed around. And it means exactly zero because of her, and her relentless soul. We did it together. When you live so close to the failure line, it makes you appreciate every single thing around you, especially family, because as she saw time, and time again, it can be taken from you in an instant. 
     The first thing I said, and over and over again to her during my goodbyes was "thank you". For showing me how to be a man, a brother, and love outwardly. To leave nothing on the table with anyone. Sure it causes trouble from time to time. But we always agreed trouble from time to time is inevitable anyway. 
     She has left an amazing legacy with everyone she met. Her personality was contagious, and her wit was super sharp. Good luck trying to fool Lynda Jackson. Not saying it couldn't be done. But I bet you, it would be done only once. And good luck if you ever called her Ms. Jackson, too. Heh. 
    I can only hope I will effect people in some small way, or leave my own brand of whatever she had. It was so good. I know this is supposed to be a biography, so if you want call this my prologue. And add to it.