In Memoriam

This is just a nice simple post.

It's been four years since my mum passed away due to a brain tumor, and in a way I'm both content and depressed that she is no longer here.

I am content that she no longer has to endure the harshness of having such a condition. I know that she was happy to be alive back in 2006, I would always go into her room each day before school and say good morning. It was partially awkward in a sense that even though I longed for her to stay, I had to accept the fact that one day she needed to go.

I am also depressed that she was not here to share the many joyous moments that have passed in the last four years. I promised her that she would live to see my fourteenth birthday; alas that promise was never kept. She missed my graduation from college, never got to experience me walking to University for the first time, never got the chance to see my transition into adulthood.

We have to accept our loss, and trust that she did indeed see the aforementioned events from afar, and although we may not see her in front of us, there is still a sense of love and tenderness around me and my family.

Carol Gutry, 1964-2006. In memoriam.