Gone but never forgotten, my mother!

I first want to apologize for sleeping most of the ceremonial events yesterday! I know it's a memory of my mother and something I requested! But I could not deal with it. Though I talk about death as part of life, dealing with the loss of my mother is another story!

For people that did not know my mother! She was more than a mother! She was also one of my closest friends! I could tell my mother everything. She often said "you're so much like you're father"! We talked about the future, my health and sex as if I was talking to my partner! My mother was very excepting of today's generation and of me as a gay man. You see my mother always knew!

My mother loved Robert as her son! I will miss that most of all! She always said "hold on to that man, he is a good man"! I remember the tears from the hard work and I especially remember that small light as she worked all night to finish a tablecloth! I was always amazed at my mom!

There were times she was very lonely! There were times I hurt her unintentionally and there were times she enjoyed life to it's fullest! My mother was wise, sometimes too wise! The first time she saw me after my inital surgery, she said "my son you will never work again"! I sometimes hated that, but she was always right! If I was sick, it was my my mom I called first for remedies no-one else has or are made by pills. For a cold "it's a shot of auguardate, teaspoon of honey and half a lemon"! I used that on my children and myself till today!

The world continues, the flowers will bloom, the sun will rise and set! The birds will sing, the grass will turn green. We will go on eating, drinking and traveling! But it will never be the same, for the woman that gave me birth, the woman that worried about me, the woman that loved and squeezer my hand will no longer be there!

Until the day I die my mother, you will be in my dreams! You will be in every rose I see! You will be in the wind as it hits my skin! You will be in my every thought, every memory, every being!

I will never forget you my mother, for mothers are never forgotten! Every time I look at my tattoos, every time I get a cold, every time I look in the mirror, I am reminded of one amazing woman, MY MOTHER!

You're son,
Jose Abilio DeSousa (o seu Abilio)