My mom was a beautiful woman. She had a hard life. Her search for love and affection was never found. Still, she always had a smile. She helped many people, taking them in when they had no place to go. She worked so hard so she could leave us something in the end. Never did she think one of her own kids would be abusive to her and take things that was meant for one of her other kids. She was to old and tired and scared to fight back and even though she was afraid, she still loved that child. My mom was never greedy and didn't understand how one of her own could be so greedy. She referred to her as a bad seed and prayed to God to take her. She died a lonely, sad and afraid. I tried my best to help her but she wasn't allowed to say anything or she would get punished. She tried to fight to the end. I gave her all the love I had to give and showed her how much I loved in every way possible. I asked God that if she had to go back to that house where she was left alone in her room to face the loneliness, sadness, fear and pain, to please take her. When she found out they wanted to take her home, her heart stopped. She couldn't take anymore. I can't describe how much I miss her and the anger I feel for how they treated her. She deserved better than this. She deserved better kids. But the can't hurt her anymore. She's with her family again in heaven, with my brother and father. We will be together again Mom, soon. No one can keep us apart in heaven. You're free Mom, go fly with the angels and go to all the places you didn't get a chance to visit while you were here. Peace and love and happiness is what you should be feeling. My tears will slow down eventually so don't worry about me. You raised a strong woman.
