AS MY MOTHER, SHE WAS LIKE NO OTHER!!! SHE IS MY MAMA.

My Mama passed away so many years ago, in 1986 to be exact. I have been missing her a lot lately. As I have gotten older, I understand the life she lived more than ever. I have a deeper understanding of what she really went through and who she really was. To be totally honest, she was just beyond amazing.

You see, all my life I have been told that I am just like my daddy, but I know I am not. I am just like my mama, misunderstood on so many levels. My mama had a strong sense of right and wrong. She always believed in the underdog and would help others without question. She was very intelligent and way ahead of her time. She was successful in the work force in a day and age when women were still at home.

When people hurt, she hurt. She was tough as nails and yet tender at the same time. She stood up for what she believed even when people did not agree with her. She was proud and I do not think that is wrong. She had an unstoppable work ethic and cared about the people that worked for her. She had an inner strength that no one really understood, yet she had a need to just be accepted for who she was.

Don't get me wrong, she made more than her fair share of mistakes. She would be the first to tell you of her mistakes. She told me about things long before I really could understand just so her family would not hurt me with the so call hidden secrets. Still she was true to who she was and she was true to faith and belief in God.

So, why now, why are all these thoughts running through my mind now, nonstop?? I guess because I really see her in me. I am who I am and when I look in the mirror I have started to see her looking back at me.

I miss you so much mama. I see you in a different light. Thank You for giving me the strength to be who I am in a world where I am more often than not, misunderstood.

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