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The day I buried my Mother and watched them lower her into the ground!
It is after 2 pm on Monday, December 6, 2021. A lot going on with me -- left eye injection (lots of pain and soreness), AND today makes twenty-eight years since the actual burial of my Mother, Florence H. B. Williams.

I have been in bed since returning from the eye doctor, I have been in bed not just because of the pain in my eye but no strength to PUSH forward. So, I am wallowing in self-pity, a nagging need to burst into tears, a loneliness that just won't leave me alone, and most of all, a desire to stop the pain in my heart and my emotions.

You would think, by now, the pain and loneliness would have moved on, but when you lose your mother, best friend, spiritual advisor, critic, AND strongest supporter on earth, how do you move on?

Yes, I know, I am not the only one that has ever lost their mother. However, I am the only one (not counting ting my deceased brother) that lost my mother! You would have had to have known her to appreciate the gravity of my loss.

She lit up a room just by entering it. She had a kind word for everyone she met. Her motto always was, "If I can't help you, I will certainly not do you any harm!" The woman took in absolute strangers, counseled them, fed them, and offered up her last dime. She was always so certain that God would make a way for her, so she gave freely.

Please, please, do not take this gentle woman's kindness for weakness. This woman walked around with protection in her purse every single day you laid eyes on her. She was physically fit and did not find pleasure of any kind in being overweight. She fasted regularly and frequently prayed through the day and night. The woman was Strong spiritually, mentally, emotionally, and physically.

She was and still is my role model. She set the example for my life's path. Her physical presence is and always will be missed in my heart and soul. The day of her birth (June 1, her death, November 29, and her burial, December 6) will never ever be forgotten by me. I loved her and love her still!

What else is there to say?

Today, I am praying for myself -- peace and blessings are needed! Smiling, not LOL.
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