I have been without my mother for the last twenty-four years. Most of that time she was here in the physical but her spirit was long gone. I was nineteen when my mother was diagnosed with Pre-senile Dementia which later would become Alzheimers. My Mother lived twenty-one years with this disease taking away a very lively and vivacious woman, turning her into something totally opposite. It was tough seeing someone who had portrayed such a strong passion for life; trade it in for something almost non-existent. At one point in my life I felt robbed, during the time I was to come into the person I was going to be, I felt left without instruction. As time grew I came to realize that my Mother had been teaching me in such a short period of time about life and how to enjoy it while you’re here.
My Mother loved life and lived it to its fullest every day that she could. I can still hear all the wives-tales that she would say and my thinking “What?” and laughing. Now as I am older, I realize that she was leaving me bits and pieces of herself and giving me words that I would live by. Although I have missed her since I was a teen, I have also carried her beautiful smile with me ever since. The saying goes “You only have one Mother” is without measure and the one I had, was the best one for me. Thank you mother for our time together, the dancing we did will forever be in my heart and spirit. Much Love Queen!
Words cannot express how deeply hurt I am over the loss of one of the greatest voices of my time. My only solace is of the many memories I have of laying on the floor in my livingroom as a teenager and playing her albums over and over again. My heart aches for Whitney’s daughter Bobbi Kristina; as one of the toughest things in a young woman’s life is to lose the one thing that reminds them of why they are here, a mother. I literally am holding back tears as I think of how Whitney’s songs would roll through my mind as love’s truth would seem to flow from her lips and course through my veins. We never really know how much we love someone until they are no longer with us and Whitney, I am realizing how much I have loved you. I pray for the spirit of peace and comfort over your family, especially Bobbi Kristina. I also ask that everyone pray over this young lady’s life as she has lost the most valuable gift, a gift that can never be replaced. Peace & Blessings…Kai
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