For those of you who don't know my story, I will give you the short version....When I was around 2 and my sister, Kim was still a tiny baby we got handed over to my dad, not sure exactly why, we have only heard rumors from both sides of the family so I will just leave it as we got handed over!!! Anyway, we grew up in sort of a rough home...We saw things that children shoudn't see, like my dad getting arrested multiple times and alot of fighting between him and my stepmom, bad fighting, let me please add...There were a alot of drug activity going on in our home, but as children we didn't know all the details...Anyway, we grew up, moved out of the house at 18, lived with Jo and John, our bosses at the time, and then I got a place for us...me, Kim and Kaleb that is...We lived in an apartment in Seymour, while Kim went through her senior year in high school, it was rough at times, but we made...I always knew we would... So I remember I was working at CNB and finally found out, after a long time of secret looking, where my mom was...SHE WAS IN JAIL!!! and , had been there for a long time, over 10 years of her life...Anyways, her and I would write letters back and forth and talk on the phone when she got her phone time...She talked about wanting to move to TN and finally get her life right with GOD and with her girls, me and Kim...So, she got out of jail and went into a half way house, and not long after was put right back in for the same kind of things..This time, she got really sick in jail, sick enough to where they let her out because they couldn't afford to care for her any longer in the hospital there in jail...They let her leave and that's when her life slowly slipped away...We got a call from her sister that she was in a hospital and was VERY sick!!! We left TN and went to see her. I remember being in the room with her and wanting to ask her lots of questions, like "why did you leave us" and "what did you do so bad to be in jail so long" She kept dosing off to sleep because of the meds they had her on to keep her from being in pain...I got so mad thinking why is she avoiding my questions??? I ended up leaving the hospital very angry with her...We finally came back home, only to get a call about a week later saying she was getting a lot worse and that we should come...So, we went back and this visit was better, no getting mad, it was kind of like we were just getting to know this sweet hearted woman...Now, let me tell you, she looked so very sick, her skin was so yellow where she was jaundice and her liver and kidneys were slowly shutting down...But she was good company..Well, again, then it was time to come back home...I remember getting a call a few days later saying that she was now in hospice and needed to come, that she was getting worse...Boy, I wish I would have went...The next call I got was to tell me that she passed. I remember exactly, we were at Wal-Mart picking out Halloween costumes with the boys when the phone rang and I dropped to my knees in the middle of the aisle in disbelief...Could this really be happening...My sweet husband helped me up and we left. That night we left to go to GA to help plan her funeral..
My point that I would like you all to please listen to and understand is never take your mother for granted. No matter what she has done, remember one thing...She gave you life and you should always love her unconditionally for that very reason.
~If nothing ever changed, there would be no butterflies
Dear Mom,
Love always,
Christy
Our last visit together My mom, me, Kimmy and Andy
