My mother was my best friend. I am an only child and grew up with two wonderful parents. My mom was homemaker and was always there when anything went wrong. As I grew up my mom was my best friend. She always kept the secrets I told her, she never gossiped about me, and she always forgave me.
The next stage in my life was about to take place, I was going to get married on August 19 2000. My mom helped me with everything, she even picked out my dress. We had almost everything and were relaxing over the Christmas holidays. My fiancé had winter exams so I spent a lot of time at home the week before Christmas. My parents and I went out to dinner one night, and then shopping, and one night my mom and I watched Beaches (her favorite movie). The next day I left for work in the morning and she hugged me goodbye like every other day, except an hour after I got to work I got a call. "TraceyDawn your mom's fallen down she not conscious you'll have to meet us at the hospital". I was in a state of shook.
When I arrived at the hospital my dad told me that the doctors thought she might have had a stroke but later test would show she had a brain aneurysm. They transferred her to another hospital where they would try and perform surgery to help relive the swelling on her brain. When the surgery was over I just wanted to see her. When I went into the room she had so many machines hooked up I could hardly see her face I just stayed by her side and held her hand. Three days would go by of hoping, praying, and believing she would make it through this. On December 23, 1999 my mom went to be with the Lord. Two days before Christmas, Eight months before my wedding I lost my best friend.
I am writing this now because even after two years I still miss her just as much as ever. I have hope and pray for all of you out there who have lost a loved one recently or in the past. I entitled this narrative a lost friend for two reasons I did lose my best friend but my mom was also a poet and this was the title of her poem. If there is one last thing I can do in her memory it is for anyone reading this to benefit from her writing
A Lost Friend
For many years, I enjoyed a friend,
Whose thoughfulness and kindness had no end,
Whose listening ears would sympathize,
Whose words would soothe and dry my eyes.
I guess I was lucky way back then,
For now it seems, I've lost a friend.
No angry words were spoken,
There was no jealousy or hate,
There was only love abounding
To share and relate.
I sit beside my telephone hoping
that it will ring.
And once again, I'll hear the voice,
Of my dearest friend.
But I'm afraid that time has
Lapsed to long, and something
Surly must have gone wrong.
I will often sit and ponder over,
The memories that we shared.
And think about our challenges where
No one else has dared
And wonder why i was chosen
To have a friend who cared
I suppose it's just something,
That happens, to test us as we go.
As for what the future holds
Only our maker knows
A true friend is a blessing,
And I'm richer than most it seems,
As some of us travel a lifetime,
Not knowing what real friendship means.
So I'll just say to you, so long,
My friend, may peace of mind
Be yours to the end,
May God keep you in his loving care,
For having known a friend like you
Was surely rare.
Written by: Julie Williams - My mom and best friend
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