I have no idea what you must be going through in losing what most people think is the single most important compass of life. I understand your mom was that to you, and with that loss comes many layers of heartache. I am speechless. I am at a loss for adequate words to express my pain and sadness for you. This loss is beyond words. But here I open my heart out to you. I can’t imagine the pain you are suffering and if there was a way to take it away, I would… I would truly do anything to take your sorrows away… I am just so, so sorry!!! Your Mom Alain, she was a lovely one of kind woman. Truly one of the most open and giving human beings I have ever met. I had the best opportunity of knowing Alain and I feel lucky to have been able to spend almost …show more content…
I often stop and think about all the great times we spend together these passed 5 years, sharing French fries during lunch will always be my best memory of her because that is one passion we both shared. All the amazing things she would talk about, she will always be the example for me to follow the way she embraced life and consciously lived loving and reading books. She was such a pleasure to have as a friend/ co-worker and to have her in my life was Awesome!!! I can honestly say I have learned so much from her and will remember her always as larger-than-life, such a warm, generous, wonderful mother, funny and loving friend to me. It is a privilege to call her my friend. There is never going to be anyone quite like Alain. I now have accepted that Heaven just gained one of the best Angels on Earth. I have learned life-long lessons through her kindness and in her memory, I will walk through life with a smile on my face and a bigger heart. Because I know she is watching over us. She will be forever Loved, Missed and never Forgotten. Brandee, if I may, I know the shoes must feel big to fill, but you live boldly and courageously as well. You are the imprint of Alain. You are a reflection of her, in
I, of course, knew my mother as a mother. As I have reached adulthood and become a mother myself, I have also known her as a friend. My mom shared much of herself with me, and I saw sides of my mother as she struggled with her cancer that I had never seen before, especially her strong belief in positive thinking and the importance of quality of life. I was privileged to know so many facets of my mother, but certainly I did not know all. There were parts of her life that I didn’t see, relationships that I didn’t know about. Last night, at the wake, so many stories were told to me about my mom’s strength, courage, humor, kindness, her quietness, her loyalty as a friend. It was so special to hear of these things that my mom said and did, to know some of these other parts of her life. I hope that her friends and family will continue to share these stories with me and with each other so we can continue to know and remember my mom.
She was my cousin from my mother’s side. My mother loved to spend time with the family so needless to say, I got to spend a lot of time with her. However, much to my mom’s dismay, her family moved away seventeen years ago. Yet I still have many memories with her, some
After she passed away in 2006 I visited her grave one more time and that was the last time I went. It took me nine years to be able to go back, because I just didn’t want to remember the last days I spend with her. The last time I was at her
I’m glad we have Maurice, my mother’s younger brother here today. Ella, her older sister, unfortunately couldn’t make it, but I know the news of my mothers death hit her hard. And I know that she prayed with all her will, for my mother.
In my narrative, I dramatized my picture to show an powerful image of my grandparents. Throughout the story, I focused on my grandfather’s (Gonggong) character to show my vision of him as a grandfather. I also constantly uses the sensory details of the 2.5” x 3.5” picture to show the importance of it and the message behind it. I described each of the characters in the picture descriptively to give the audience an appearance of each of the characters, “I remembered feeling the wrinkles on the surface of [Gonggong’s] arm. [Gonggong’s] arms were huge and strong,” (Paragraph 1). I used metaphors like, “I remember holding Gonggong’s left hand, I tightened my grip as if it has been my favorite stuffed animal” (Paragraph 1) to show the audiences
"Taylor, even though I met you this year, I feel like we've known each other for the longest time. You are that girl everyone wants to have as a friend, the girl that is always ready for any type of adventure. You are the friend most people want to be friends with forever, and I'm glad you are mine. I will NEVER forget every roast you've given me, and the endless talks we've had about life. You light up the room with your smile and make people cry with your beautiful voice. You are the definition of "real friendship" and you've brought so much love and happiness to my life and I thank God everyday for now, but now you're with God, probably roasting him, and laughing with him, and I will definitely miss that. I love you friend, Rest In Peace " ~ Jackie
Dressing for the masquerade ball, Allie took care not to overdress, foregoing a chemise and stockings. The oppressive heat was stifling; she did not want to fall faint and embarrass herself. It already being this hot and humid in late June, Allie hated to think what the next several months of summer would bring. Although the emerald green and indigo-blue gown she made for the occasion is of a lightweight, batiste fabric, it was still so hot that one perspired heavily upon going outdoors. Even with the cooler sea breezes, it was too hot to sit on the balcony unless it was early morning, late evening, or night time… The lamplights from anchored ships that swayed gently with the tide, calmed Allie of evenings as she sat out there watching, waiting
As my family planned the funeral over the next few days, we began reminiscing about our time with my mom. This made me realize that I never take any of the time I spent with her for granted and I will cherish every moment I had with
this was a huge loss for her. She adored her boys and their spouses and grandchildren. She always asked me to pray for all of them. She was a wonderful example for the community to witness ...
As Alice was soon to leave Paris, she had made a remarkable transition from novice to veteran of Parisian living. She strutted the streets with confidence and fit in as someone who knew who they were. During her stay, she fulfilled her dreams of art, music, love, and self
I can’t begin to express how hard it is for me to stand here before you and give my last respects to my loving mother - name here. From the biography that was handed out you can recall that during the her early years in the united states she studied and worked in New York where she met and married my dad, the love of her life. They spent the rest of their days loyal and in love with one another. Unfortunately, one day my father passed away with cancer at a young age. My dad was the one who suffered the most, but my mom suffered right along with him. She felt powerless, and for my mom- powerlessness turned in to guilt and grief, a painful distress she lived with on a daily basis for the next six years. When he died part of her died! Life for her was never the same again. I was not able to completely understand her loss- until now…
I will always appreciate everything he has done for our family through the years. The character “Mama” in Alice Walker’s “Everyday Use” reminds me a lot of my mother. She is hard working women, and she tries to teach her kids the right way. She has sacrificed for her family every day of her life. I have greatly benefited for both of my parents guidance, but not everybody is as lucky as I have been.
I was the last person to see her alive, at the hospital’s cardiac care unit, and only allowed a few minutes with her. The nurses said her heart was unstable. Tubes came out everywhere: nose, mouth, veins and arteries, from under the sheets. It all looked so uncomfortable, but she smiled at me toothlessly as I walked into the room. “Zindeleh, what are you doing here?”
Having someone in your life that you consider special is a wondering feeling. And when this person has played so many different roles throughout my life it’s a magnificent feeling for her to feel so accomplished and so admired. When I think back to everything I’ve done I can’t look over the fact that the reason I did it is because she made me the fantastic person I am. I’m glad she passed all the things on to me and I hope I can do the same to next generations. The traditions that we have created are known throughout my entire family and I’m glad that we were both a part of them. She is an extraordinary person and I look forward to all the great memories I still have left with her to create. My Grandma is with out a doubt the most influential person in my life and I’m so grateful for her presence.
It was June 6, 2011. I remember taking my mother to the County Hospital’s emergency room. She seemed extremely exhausted; her eyes were half-closed and yellow, and she placed her elbow on the armchair, resting her head on her palm. I remember it was crowded and the wait was long, so she wanted to leave. I was the only one there with her, but I did not allow her to convince me to take her home. I told her in Spanish, “Mom, let’s wait so that we can get this over with and know what’s going on with you. You’ll see everything is okay, and we’ll go home later on.” I wish then and now that would have been the case. Unfortunately, she was diagnosed with colon cancer that had spread to many parts of her body including her lungs and kidneys. The doctor said to me not considering that I was a minor and my mother’s daughter, “Her disease is very advanced and we don’t think she will live longer than a year.” With this devastating news, I did not know what to do. I thought to myself that perhaps I should cry, or try to forget and take care of her as best I could and make her laugh to ease her pain.