01/21/2021
Dear Momma,
Today marks the 3rd anniversary of you earning your angel wings. It is hard for me to believe it has already been 3 years. Each day, James and I talk about you. James talks to you and daddy every night after he talks to Jesus. It is the sweetest thing. James asked me how to sing earlier in December. He could read the words of course but he could not find a way to sing them. It is the little things we take for granted when someone is language delay. I taught him the Happy Birthday song. On Christmas night, I heard him sing the Happy Birthday song to Jesus! It was the most beautiful moment I had experienced in a long time.
Some days it is so hard for me to log in to social media. People are at war about politics and the COVID-19 pandemic. For James and I, we have been quarantined since March due to doctor orders. This time has given me a lot of time to think and appreciate the small moments in life.
I thought about a conversation we had after the Death of 12-years-old Tamir Rice. I was so afraid the same thing might happen to James. James has autism, language delay, sensory processing disorder, and hyperlexia. An officer might misunderstand his movements and my son would be gone. You told me not to worry that angels are watching over him. You then told me that the only way to combat evil was through LOVE. You talked about the love you have for not only your daycare children but their parents. They were never daycare children but your first grandchildren. I watched you love them regardless of race, religion, or family political affiliation. I watched you cook homemade meals, purchase first shoes and diapers. You spend so much money on educational tools but most importantly, I watched you pray over them. You prayed that their lives would be successful. They would be the future lawyers, doctors, ministers, social workers, teachers, business owners, etc. They would spread the love for all people because that is what you taught them.
You said your legacy would live on through those that you loved. That is true, momma! During your celebration of life, I watched your babies come together looking over pictures and celebrating their love for you.
James told me the other day that we would miss you the rest of our lives. He was telling the truth. I love you, momma! Rest well in Heaven!
Love
Mimi