Celebrating Her Life

It has only been a few weeks since my precious mother had passed away,
And I am still struggling badly with that dreadful reality each and every day.
Certainly, February 25,2015 will be marked as the saddest day in my book,
I am helplessly searching for answers and unsure where else I should look.

It 's obvious that my anger hasn't subsided and I want to blame someone,
I feel defeated and somehow betrayed by my destiny and what it has done.
My prayers were rational and faithfully thought out to justify my daily plea,
I truly believed that my merciful God would once again grant favour to me.

Many thoughts come to mind when I reflect on the life that my mom had,
There were countless happy years for her and some were extremely sad.
She raised a beautiful family of three children who were her pride and joy,
Two wonderful girls and an only son who was her favourite handsome boy.

My Mom was hard working who never ever complained about her ill fate,
She kept her priorities intact even when circumstances weren't so great.
The struggles were many but her faith was more than anyone can shake,
She persevered through it all and rose above any distresses or heartache.

I can honestly characterize my mom as most loving , kind-hearted and caring,
She dedicated her life to family and was inspirational for giving and sharing.
It was obvious to all of us as to where her purse was placed on the coat rack,
And she genuinely gave us all that she had without requesting anything back.

Near the end of her journey she spent the most difficult time of her entire life,
It started with the shock of my father's death that ultimately caused her strife.
As a result, her agonizing sorrow brought immense destruction to her wellbeing,
Sadly, she ended up in the hospital unable to recognize anyone she was seeing.

We all realized at that point that the true battle for my mother had just begun,
The obvious was gradually creeping up on us and we could no longer hide or run.
After going through a minor operation as doctors formally assured us it would be,
Two days later she lost the battle and surrendered her life to God very peacefully.

Her beautiful memory will live on in our hearts forever without a speck of doubt,
We pray that she is happy with those that have crossed before her on that route.
May her blessed soul rest in peace among the angels in Heaven beyond the sky,
And Mom, whenever you see me waving to you, it's a hello and not a good- bye.

- Marie Abou-Abssi -