So, over the weekend, I found out that my close friend's mother passed away.
I feel so numb right now. This was a huge blow. I wanna cry, but the tears just won't come.
Said friend and his mother may have had their issues in the past, and each had their flaws and vices, but at the end of the day he still lost someone he loved very much. He's devastated beyond belief, and even blaming himself and wishing he had died instead of her.
This woman was a straight-up martyr for her child, even though he sees himself as a "problem child". She may as well have been my mother too.
She had every reason to give up on him, but still soldiered on helping him through his issues because she carried him for nine months, enough said.
It just goes to show you, doesn't it?
Life's too short. No-one's promised tomorrow. You don't know what you have until it's gone. What matters the most is often remembered the least. And all that fluff.
Like people haven't read/heard this stuff a billion times before. Still doesn't make them any less true, though.
All I know is, he let his guard down and reality aimed its biggest flying kick at his head which has left him reeling. After all, you never think this sort of thing will happen to you, and then it does. And you're left lost, confused and constantly wondering "Where do I/we go from here?"
Until now, I don't think I've ever felt so "grown up" in my life.
So, I'll just leave this here...
Rest in peace, mother of my oldest and dearest friend.
Spread your wings and fly to the Northern Star. May God see your virtues as you reach Him and open the Pearly Gates for you.
May your legacy inspire mothers worldwide, immortal in the hearts and minds of those who knew and loved you.