Our Angel in the Sky.

It’s been almost two weeks since my mother has left her physical body. For me, I convey how I feel through my writing, and today this was what I thought I’d share.

My mother is amazing. I say is because I feel as if we do not truly die, but just leave our physical bodies. My mother said to me many of times, we are put here on Earth to learn lessons: and when we are done learning what we need to, then, and only then, can we return home.

If you think about it, people who leave their physical bodies are sort of well, lucky.

Often times it seems as if our world is filled with so much hatred, crime, disease, sadness; that this may potentially be hell. I often wonder if that song by Billy Joel is right: maybe the good really only do die young.

I use to talk to my mom a lot about cancer. Mainly how it sucked. We use to talk about how awful it was to go through treatments, lose your hair, feel like crap: but what always shocked me was how she use to talk about how sad it was people younger than he had it.

That’s one of the amazing things about my mother: she never felt sorry for herself: and I guess that’s why I don’t either. She uses to say how much it hurt to know children lose their lives to cancer, how they never even got a chance. How it was better her than anyone else, which frankly was something a hero would say. She always said how at least she got to live her life, and how I would get to live mine too.

That’s the thing about moms, they always put you before them.

She never once told me she felt sorry for herself, though: which still makes me smile each day. Knowing I was raised by such an unselfish and inspiring woman is something that makes me, well, proud. Nowadays I still love talking to my mother. Just a little differently. I talk to my mother, still every day, within my heart, my body, my mind, and my soul. It’s good, though because we don’t have to talk sickness, because I’m reassured it’s gone, and she’s now home.

My mother is and always will be an amazing woman. My dad’s love of his life, my grandparent’s first daughter, my brother’s womanly advice, my family’s ball of laughs, my friend’s inspiration.

Forever OUR angel in the sky.

Love Always,
Alexis Paige Zarycki