Effects Of Losing My Mother

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What would life be like if you were here? The mixed emotions of missing you, but knowing you are better off in heaven where there is no sickness. A piece of me is missing, but I have healed with acceptance of stories and letters you wrote. Losing my mom made an impact on my life. On July 30, 1997 30 days after my fifth birthday I lost my mom Pamela Sue Erwin to emphysema. First, emphysema is a condition where you lack oxygen to your lungs, severely too the point you can not get enough oxygen to the brain. I remember vividly the impact this disease had on my mom. I could tell she was miserable and every day that passed she was losing her mind. I remember my brother coming over before the disease progressed, bringing a new paper. He told my …show more content…

An example of an emotion I carry with me is sadness, which represents the dark blue. Some reasons for this are, I lost my mom at five years old. I didn’t get to spend time with her like a normal little girl should have. Also, I didn’t get the girly experience that most girls get to do such as, getting nails done, going shopping, and just spending time together. The biggest thing I am missing is the bond that mother and daughter connection. What I mean by that is being able to go to her for advice or telling her my secrets. Another important, learning to cook, clean and do womanly duties. Today I lack those aspects and I am teaching myself as a wife and mother. Another color I am using is orange, which represents the jealousy side. The reason I have this side of me is due to my older brothers that are both in their 40’s. Both of them were lucky enough to spend their childhood and some adult hood with mom. My oldest brother got married when she was alive! In my opinion, it was not fair and all I have is memories from video’s or what people tell me. I also use black, which is dark to indicate how angry I am. I feel she could have quit smoking for me and she could have avoided this situation. She may still be here today! I am also using black to represent her lungs from smoking. Next, I chose yellow for the acceptance of the situation because I understand she was sick and suffering. As a daughter I would not want her to

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