The Love of my Mother

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A small story about my mother and the love she had.

Submitted: November 24, 2011

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The Love of My Mother- By James Carroll
 
Mothers do come and go just like the water flows. But once a great while there's always a smile that you could spot from a mile, that shows the love of life and more. I remember the simple things most. Laughing randomly past the midnight hours about random things. She's just like me, a kid. But a kid who worked harder then most people to do the best she could. Even though she was disabled and not able to work. Family and animals were like gold and riches to her. at one time she had 5 cats 4 or so dogs and many horses. But the good thing is that they were treated with love, food, and shelter.  She stuggled sometimes getting food for me and my brother. But she very well managed to feed us till are bellies were aching with fullness, Also provides us with things that we wanted. Just how she treated me growing up older and older. She did the same for the animals. If i have to chose an animal that she loved the most dearly it would be the Doberman Pinsher. A dog that is feared by many. But this is not so. A Doberman Pinsher is the most loving and big hearted dog you would ever come across by. It feels your emotions, your pain, happiness, and most importanly your love. I do not very much understand the timing of death. I guess it could happen at any minute at any time. But for my mom this was actually the case. Back near 1986 when my mom had her first child named Charlie, my older brother the doctors came across a problem with her brain. My mother had a brain AVM. Doctors said she would have to have a caesarean section or natural birth might kill her. There was not much hope for removing and or operating on her brain because it was to close to a certain nerve. 5 years come by and i was born. The same birth  precedure me as for my brother was done. Somehow i do not forget much things. I heard people say it's impossible to remember under 3 or so years old. But for me i remember being 3 months or younger. Being in the crib with one of my cats laying on my stomach. Everything that happend from that age on i remember clear as day. And the most important thing i will never forget and will always remember is the Love of my Mother.
 


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