On August 20th, I blogged that a close family member was in the hospital. Soon after that, I was able to go see her and spend her last days with her. In the early morning hours of September 11th, I saw my mom take her last breath.
Holding my mom’s hand as she took her last breath was the most difficult thing I’ve ever done. RIP mom, thank you for making me the woman I am today. I love you forever.
— Strawberry (@strawberrysingh) September 11, 2020
I am thankful that I had that time with her in the end, but her final moments have left me with painful memories, that I can’t seem to escape every time I close my eyes. Some days are harder than others, and the heartache doesn’t seem to be getting any easier. I wish so much I can go back in time to relive all the happy memories again.
Recently I was recording a video with Draxtor Despres and he asked me to read a poem. I don’t think he realized what he did for me with that request. As I read it, I imagined my mother saying the words to me, and it became really difficult to hold back the tears. This is the poem that was on the wall of Angels Rest in Second Life. The poem is by Henry Scott Holland.
In this video, you will hear the recording Drax made of me reading it.
This poem gave me a bit of solace. Thank you, Drax, for asking me to read it.
At Angels Rest, you can also rent a memorial spot for your loved ones, so I picked one up for her.
2020 has been a tough year for a lot of us, and it’s going to get worse until it gets better. My mom didn’t have the coronavirus, but one of my biggest fears is losing another loved one. I’m hopeful that 2021 will be different, and all of us will have more empathy for each other. Please wear a mask and social distance whenever necessary. Let’s take care of each other.
Have a safe holiday season with your family and friends. <3