Loss Of My Mom
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My youngest counts too!
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September 22, 1988 Mom, After keeping my friend Carrie company by dropping off resumes a couple of days ago, I got a call for an interview. I got a job at a local women’s clothing store. It will be great, I thought. I would be out of the house more plus earn some cash! The…
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August 15th, 1988 Mommy, I know I say this lot. I wish you did not have to die. I wish you were here. Maybe we would have been living with you and not him. I do not know how you could have stayed with him. I have so many questions that only a mom can…
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March 23rd, 1987 Mommy The wedding. Let’s see. It was civil. In a new church on the first day of spring and all that lovey crap. We had to wear lavender poofy dresses that she made. The morning before the ceremony we went to her hairdresser and got old lady poofy hairdos to match. I…
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February 7th, 1985 Mommy, I do not know how to tell you this but I think you should know that dad has started dating ALREADY. He is going to dances and coffees with OTHER women. I don’t even know what that means – ‘coffees’. He says you two talked about it and he didn’t want…
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December 25th, 1984 Mommy, It’s our first Christmas without you. There are little decorations up. Dad told me last week that you left a lot of bills so I could only pick one present. I had to help him pick a few things for my baby sister because she still believes in Santa Claus. I…
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October 10th, 1984 Mommy, Today I turned eleven years old. It was so weird not celebrating with you. That smile you get when we open presents that you picked out to really surprise us. The big house parties. The games. We just went to the local restaurant that we used to go a lot with…
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September 7th, 1984 To Mom, School started now. On the second day I was sent to the library for a special project. I sensed why I was sent away. They gathered everyone in the pod of the entire Grade sixes and told everyone about you and how they should treat me. My friend, Carolyn, told…
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August 31, 1984 Dear Mom, It has been a couple of weeks since your funeral and things are very different here. School is about to start. I wish you were here to help pick out my school clothes. Dad just told us to get what we need. You always got us the pretty stuff. Today…
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August 20th, 1984 Dear Mommy, It’s been five days since you went to heaven. Very weird to think last week you were having lunch with us in your hospital room. Tonight we had to pick out our outfits to wear at your funeral tomorrow. You are supposed to wear black but you never bought us…
Danielle Christopher 