Perhaps many would agree with me that the love of one's parents is far beyond defining. It believes beyond believing when the world around condemns. It is patient and forgiving when all others are forsaking. Losing one's parents especially your mom during your growing up years is by far the most depressing moment one could ever experience in a lifetime. The untimely loss would simply mean losing that glowing unconditional love that fills one's empty love cup.
Today marks the 10th year anniversary of my mom's passing. Yes I've been official orphaned since 14.My father died when I was barely 10 years old-I was so young,and fragile back then.
Overcoming the dagger in the heart called grief, coping with the avalanche of those intense raw emotions sweeping over me were conceivably my life's darkest, dreary moments.
Cancer might have successfully snatched the life of my parents, but their enduring love and dreams for me brilliantly echo through the years despite their inevitable absence. At 14, I consciously decided to move forward fearlessly, to face every trial that comes along the way and to rise above every difficulty ahead of me. I knew it wouldn't be an easy journey but I firmly believe that the abiding grace of God would sustain me through, irrespective of my flaws.
Thank you so much ma for loving me unreservingly. You have encouraged me to dream big and you've placed no limits on anything I'd wish to do.That genuine smile enthused upon your face when I've achieved my first academic awards on my first grade inspired me than you'd ever believe. You were the wind beneath my wings ,and by God's grace I know that I have a brighter future ahead of me - your wisdom will carry me through the ages. There are not enough words to say how much I am grateful to you. I love you so much ma and pa. I am hoping to see you both on that glorious resurrection morning..:-)
|For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. - Jeremiah 29:11|