In Memory Of
Exactly nine years ago today (at roughly 9am), my mother took her last breathe with me holding her hand. I didn’t want her to die, but I knew it was time. The previous morning, she said her first words in many days. They were: “God Is Good.” Then later that night, I heard the death rattle. I’m not sure what came over me, but I picked up a bible and read quite a bit from Psalm to her. There is much to say about the events surrounding my mother’s death. Much I have learnt since her passing. But this is not the right time. Know that she was an incredible woman who sacrified a lot for her family and especially her children. I miss her daily.