“Mamma Love.” A Tribute To A Great Lady

I lost my mom a couple years ago. She was only 64 years old. We were very close and I miss her every day. I know she is in a better place but the selfish side of me still wants her here with me on the physical plane...if she wasn't sick and suffering, of course. I'm not going to blow smoke and state that Mom was a perfect person because, well, who is? I'm also not going to delve into the negatives because there is no point to that and honestly, there aren't many to reveal about her anyway. Lastly, no one had a perfect childhood. However, I believe that before we enter each life, we choose our parents and general challenges we wish to overcome. We select what life lessons we seek to learn and we try to enhance our strengths and repair our pasts' emotional damage. I believe I elected my birth parents to give me life and my adoptive parents to raise me. I'm not sure exactly why yet and I probably won't know the full reasons until I return Home again after this life is over. But, I am glad I chose them. I know my mom was a huge influence upon me and still is even though she is gone.

My mom was a cool chick. She always had a TON of friends, too. She was bubbly and happy most of the time. She was silly and fun. She gave to charity when she could've used some charity herself. She was a teacher and then after adopting me and my brother as newborns, she was a substitute until we were both in school full time. She then became a special ed teacher but after 15 years of physical abuse from some of the more violent kids, being a diabetic, I finally convinced her to quit. She came home too many times with huge bruises from chairs flung at her and other miscellaneous marks upon her body. She adored most of her students and tried her best to teach them and be a positive in their life in which many of the children were often lacking. Her students used to call her "Mamma Love." She hated leaving the special education school she worked at for decades. She later went on to work in the Cook County Court House (Chicago) for several years until her health began to fail and she had to attend dialysis 3 times a week due to kidney failure.