Sleep Mommy

Sweet smile on your face as you sleep the pain away, Resting in God's arms now, although in the ground your body lay.
He needed another angel in the Heavenly choir and that's why you had to go. As you promised, you are still with us watching your children here below.

I never would have imagined the end would be like this, me comforting you. Holding your hand, telling you not to worry was not an easy thing for me to do. And even in your weakest hour you tried to comfort me too, Caressing my face, and calming my soul as only a mother can soothe.

You have always been there through the thick and the thin. No matter what I've done, unconditionally you love never wavering.

When I told you of the mistakes I made and all the times people saw me fall You simply nodded and gently replied 'so have we all'.

The key to success is learning from the past Ensuring a brighter future is now the present task.

A pillar of strength even until the end

Fighting all life's battles, knowing it's triumphantly you would win

Pushing me to be the best that you know I can be. Reminding me to keep the faith and allow God to lead me.

Knowing it's through Christ that I can do all things. And as He never makes a mistake I will come through victoriously.

I miss you more than these words could ever say

The pain in my heart is from one unimaginable day. After I cried all that I could; my eyes still shed countless more tears. And when I try to sleep, I have nightmares of ten-thousand fears

I walk in footsteps on an unsure path

My load feels so heavy I am not sure I will last.

Silly though I may be I am afraid of life now that you're gone Because I've always had a mother.

And Mommy, what about my sister and baby brother. I wish you could have stayed just a little while longer, there's so much left to do I wonder if I prayed hard enough and if so, did they get through.

Finding relief in knowing I will see you again someday soon.

©  Kimberli A. Hardiman

Spending Christmas Without My Best Friend

Can you imagine that I will be spending my first Christmas without my mother? Oh mother, oh how I miss you.  I still remember those Christmas days, after church, we would get together for some laughs and a hearty meal, with some sorrel of course.  My mother loved to eat.  She had a huge appetite, not even sickness prevented this appetite.  If a decision was taken not to give her certain amount of food then she would surely voiced her disapproval.  Her favourite food was roasted breadfruit and pork.  These are memories of her I will continue to cherish and the good times we spent together.  Rest in peace, my mother.  I love you, but Jesus loved you best.

That Question! "How Is Your Mother?"

Can you imagine that people are still asking me this question, "How is your mother?" Every time I hear that, something moved within me because then I have to tell them that my mother died.  It is hard to believe that some people have not heard about the death of my dear mother. How long will that question continued to be asked?  I guess there is no answer to that because people are always migrating from one place to the next, some have lost contact with friends and loved ones, and some just do not keep up with current family matters.  But to tell you the truth, I welcome the question, and you know why?, my mother is remembered, still talked about and resting in glory.  No matter how far or near my people are, she will  always be remembered because of the fine qualities she portrayed and that welcoming smile she always displayed for everyone who came in contact with her.  Her name was one that could hardly be forgotten, so no one dared to ask, "what was her name again?" Oh no!
If my mother had enemies,  I am not sure  about that!   I don't know of any and if there were any, they were really good at hiding behind a mask.  I still remembered her smile, her laughter, that mischievous look in her eyes, and I remembered a mother who loved her children dearly.  See you in heaven mother!