This is my story about my mother my angel. My mother died, when I was 9 days old. I was raised by my father. My father always taught me my mother was with me all the time in my life. When I was a small child, I said my prayers every night. My father would say, "Throw a kiss to your mother in heaven. She is taking care of the babies and young children there. That's why God choose her to go to heaven."
When I was 10 years old, she was at the end of my bed just watching me. At first I was scared. Then I thought I was dreaming. It was real. She looked beautiful all in white and smelled like flowers. I remember so. I ran to my father's bedroom and told him what had happened. At first he didn't want to believe me. I told him how she looked and smelled like flowers. He said, "That was your mother your angel. Never be afraid."
I have lived in a total of 4 homes and I tell honestly I smelled those flowers from time to time. She is my angel, and she has been with me all my life. I didn't have a mother like my friends. I missed her so much for my Happy occasions and my Sad ones too. I am a very lucky person, because I have a mother my angel around me all the time. Not too many people can say that.
by Sharon