Eulogy For Mother

I have so much love for my mom. Being born into a lovely family with two brothers and a hard working mom that come from the projects and now living in an apartment complex in Manhattan near the New Whitney Museum is beyond an achievement. Being the youngest out of my brothers; each 7 years apart; we were never rich but she made everything work out. During my early years, I wasn’t mostly taken care of by my mom because she worked during the day when I was younger. Because there were parents in the house, I was taking care of other family members. My mom and I still had our moments.
Kindergarten year was the year how there is this unconditional love between a mom and/or her son or daughter. I visually and physically remembered the day I felt ill. That time I was once a positive, joyful, innocent little boy too a negative, miserable, and irreproachable. This pain was remarkable; plus: It felt like the lord has a spoon in his hand and was slowly eating my intestines. I felt vulnerable and useless feeling like I want to give up on life. A virus struck my body called Viral Pneumonia. The only person that was there for me was my Mom. Thinking at the time it would be the worst week of my childhood turns out to be one I would remember till this day and appreciate when I grew older.

She took days that she shouldn’t have taken, but did. I was comfortable and safer with my mom by my side other then other family members. My mom was beyond worried. I felt her eyes stare at me when I wasn’t looking. This fear I her eyes of her youngest son in pain and stressed. To make me feel better she did the regular such as making tea, turn on the cartoons and read stories. My mom made me laugh and feel good about myself. Tells me she loved me, held me while I was down, and told me everything is going to be ok. There is nothing better then motherly