I have many fond memories of my childhood–attending parochial school, singing in the school and church choirs, the wonderful people, and much more. I distinctly remember that my family and I attended church on Sundays. After church, we would stop at the local bakery to pick up some delicious, freshly made Italian bread to accompany the meal that my mother would prepare for us.
It’s been eleven years since my mother passed away and I remember her as if it were yesterday. One of the things that I remember about my mother was the way that she hummed or sang while she cooked or did house chores. I loved being with her in the kitchen, watching and learning from her. I also loved listening to her stories about her childhood and family.
Every year before Mother’s Day, my father took my siblings and I to the store to buy gifts for my mother. I remember the feeling of excitement as we wrapped the gifts. On Mother’s Day, as my mother took her shower, we snuck into the bedroom and laid the gifts on the bed so that she would be surprised when she returned to the room. I loved the feeling of anticipation as we waited in the hallway (and peaking through the door) for my mother to call us into the room when she noticed the gifts. I especially loved her hugs, kisses and smiles. Ahhh…such wonderful memories!
I will never forget the love and dedication that my mother had for our family. I will always remember her love, attentiveness, strength and faith in God. There are no words to express the love and gratitude that I feel for my mother and she will be in my heart forever.
Thank you, Mom, for your love and all the beautiful memories. My heart aches because you are no longer here and I miss you every day. Life is just not the same without you, but I find comfort in knowing that you are are no longer suffering, and in a place of rest and peace. I will love you forever and look forward to the day that we will be reunited in Paradise.
Q. M. Herrera