An Original Journal Entry Written By Me On January 10, 2006 This was written after my “adopted” mom died. Irene Brandon Roper, you are very much missed.
Life throws you curve balls for real! I find things a bit strange. The death of a loved one depends on the closeness you are with that loved one. The woman that I called mom is now gone to the heavens like a sleeping angel. It is unreal. I know that she is gone, but I still keep waiting to hear her voice, to hear that phone ring, to see her with that darn cigarette in her hand. I want to say that I miss her, but in a way I don’t. To me she is still around. She is energy just floating around to all the places she didn’t get a chance to go to. She will always be around, to me anyway. I am just so happy to know that she had the best time before she left. She was able to let me know things and share with me things that I can pass along to her flesh and blood. She took me in from day one and never judged me, even when her son and I were in two different worlds. She managed to still understand me and love me like a daughter. I love her so much even now. I hope that she knew that she was so loved. She touched people even at the end. She understood me from a perspective that only her and I shared. She only wanted to be happy and it was the little things in life that brought her joy. Going through the cabinets at the doctor’s office when no one was around, or throwing bits of straw paper. She laughed a silly laugh and she said things that made you giggle. Her life was like a movie that no one would pay to see, only because no one would ever believe it. If she was still around and her life story was put onto the big screen, she would sneak people into the theatre. She was an odd woman, but she was a tough girl! She went the way she wanted to go and not by the hand of someone else. Her life was filled with unfortunate events, I only hope that she went to heaven in peace. She wasn’t somewhere unfamiliar. I hope that she is looking down on all of us and laughing. Not laughing at us, but just laughing out of pure joy. She got the last laugh on us for sure, but we got your back MA! I hope we are doing okay by your standards and don’t bitch too much if we don’t because we are sure trying. We love you!
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