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Nothing and no one can fill a parent's place. A parent's death can be devastating, especially if the parent passed away early in life.
Nothing and no one can fill a parent’s place. A parent’s death can be devastating, especially if the parent passed away early in life.
We have all heard a million times during our growing up years that God cannot be every where hence he made parents so that through them he can always be with us, guide us and support us. Am sure you would also agree to this point. But what happens when one day one of your parents is no more with you in your life?
Even though your parent is unwell from many years, losing them one day is a huge void that gets created in your life. In fact specially when you are an adult yourself. Being a daughter, losing my mother is something that I have not recovered from in the past six years and shall never ever be. She suffered from Rheumatoid Arthritis for over a decade and finally breathed her last on 17th July 2011.
My mom was both my strength and weakness, she was the only person in this world who understood me in and out. She was my go to person for everything, she was my friend at home and outside as well. She still is the only one who knows all my flaws and weaknesses; I was the most vulnerable also in front of her. She taught me to be selfless, she taught me to believe in myself, she taught me to be a good human being and she taught me to fight till the end – something which I adored as her best quality.
My mother’s death has certainly changed me the way I look at things. Even reading an obituary in the daily newspaper brings a tear in my eye cause I can relate to it, or the scene in a movie when someone dies I can empathize with it for real. I have a bunch of stories about my mother to be told to my kids in future. I want them to grow up respecting and loving the same woman that I do and for them to know that she is their guardian angel now.
This post is dedicated to all the mothers who mould their kids to be a good human being. This post is to empathize with all those who have lost their parent to God. And this post is to every mother-child relation that is the most truest and purest on this earth.
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