Personal Narrative: Death Of A Mother

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“The death of a mother is the first sorrow wept without her.” -Unknown Author. Dealing with the loss a parent, especially a mother, can put a lot on a girl who is just starting her young life. It can affect you many ways emotionally and mentally. I’m still struggling to manage my feelings being my mother is gone. I often find myself complexed now how to express my feelings because I’ve never been able to be and open person. I’ve always battles with bottling my emotions, not knowing how to react to seeing another mother and a daughter bonding together and knowing how to still keep your faith in God. Before she passed away, I had an intellectual understanding of death in some ways. I had been to grandpa's funeral but was too young to understand what was actually going on. I was only eight years old when she passed, but I still remember the memories of her from the months before. She didn’t show any signs of illness. The memories of my mother are not that well, but I will always remember my mother giving me cheesy smiles and giving me tight bear hugs every morning before I go to …show more content…
It almost feels like these things never happened even though it did. Sometimes I wonder that if I never talk about my mother it will be as if she never existed. Throughout, this time of events I prayed every night that my mother would get better. Days pass and my mother finally comes home but instead of my mother sleeping in her bed she sleeps on the couch. I never put much thought into why my dad did that until later my grandfather (my dad’s father) told me how my father was verbally and emotionally abusive towards my mother. I use to wake up in the middle of the night to hear him yelling at her but I was too young to be concerned about it. I even witnessed my dad slap my mother in the face when I was probably five or six years old when we were living in our

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