Hello Sunday

Good Morning☀️

As much as I have been trying to avoid the subject, it’s not going away. On this day two years ago, I spoke to my mom for the last time while she was awake—not coherent or even alert, but awake. She had talked for two days nonstop. When I say nonstop, I mean for the entire 48 hours. She had had conversations with people who had passed away, people who were in the room who I couldn’t see, and every now and then, she’d talk to me. I didn’t ask the nurse for anything to help her sleep because, for the first time in decades, she wasn’t in any pain or uncomfortable. She was just talking. So, I let her talk. I still remember her asking for breakfast almost every hour during the last night of her conversations. It was like talking to a toddler who wouldn’t go to sleep—“Go to sleep, and when you wake up, your food will be here.” She’d be quiet (but whispering, I could hear her😂) for 15-30 minutes before she would ask again, “Is it time to eat breakfast?”

While looking through my photos this morning, I found the last picture I took of her while she was awake. I remember sending it to my sisters to show them she was okay and had finally stopped talking. The more I look at it, the more I can see that she was actually gone. Her body was still functioning, but she wasn’t there. The time stamp was 8:37 PM on May 4, 2023. Here’s a TikTok video I shared that evening at 9:48 PM. I had no clue that only a few hours later she would have her second seizure of the week and never regain consciousness. She died on May 9th, a few days before Mother’s Day.

Here’s a photo taken a few weeks after she had me. Y’all, I can’t believe she died before my 50th birthday.💔

A few days ago, her stepmother passed away. When I tell you it felt like losing her all over again. I can’t believe they’re actually gone, and I’ll never see them again.😔

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I’ll end here.

I pray that you have a wonderful day filled with love, peace, and happiness. You deserve it.♥️

I love you,

Shaun