"No one loves you the way I love you", momma often said.
I came out running
landing on my hands and feet.
M Y R A C L E
Myracle - what does that mean?
On February 27, 2009
my worls changed
selfishly thinking about how my life
would be witout her.
I felt every afflicted emotions I thought of.
Suddenly, I reflected back to when I was eleven,
holding her soft like velvet hands,
hearing the rhythmic gasp of the machine
pumping oxygen into her lungs,
and trying to tell her something that
she can remember when she leaves.
That lost made me stronger,
strong enough to accept the pain
day after day I wake.
Awakening to have determination.
Awakening to continue blossoming
into the social butterfly that I am.
Awakening to the life that
my mother gave me to cherish.