My Painful Thoughts

Dear Mom,

I pray that you see all that I have grow to be, all that I have attained since your passing. You were taken from me, and that I still don’t understand entirely. I always depended on you, and now that you’re gone I’ve been forced to step up and become the man that you raised me to be. Though I would give anything on this earth to have just one minute with you, I firmly believe that it was in God’s plan to not only end your mental and physical torture here on earth, but to provide me with no other alternative than to become a complete man. I try to model myself after you, doing what ever it takes to provide the best life possible for my family. If you were still here I would run to you for aid when ever I hit what I thought was a brick wall, because I always new my mother could help me work through anything. You taught me well just by being the wonderful, most caring mother a child could ever wish for. When I grow tired, and want to give up on things, financially and emotionally, I always feel something or someone bringing this same thought to the forefront of my mind “Look at all you have” it may not be what some would consider riches, but to me I am a very wealthy man. I have a family that depends on me the way I depended on you. I have a family that cares and loves me the way that I did for you. Although all this can become an overwhelming thought at times, it also makes me feel proud to have become the man I’ve become today. God has blessed me with so much, all the love that I have inside could never be enough to repay the debt I owe my creator, because ultimately it was him that hand picked you to be my mother. Thank you Lord. Thank you Mom.

 

Love always,

Your Son

No Mercy

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