MaLaSpeaks! “Let me tell your story.” Thank you for being apart of my journey!
I went to a funeral yesterday on behalf of my son Darrien. He is the nephew of Jessica Johnson-Moore. Jessica and her mother Mabel Hill were instrumental in my son’s up bringing.
“At an early age I (Jessica) was a caregiver to my mother at age seven when she (Mabel) was diagnosed with Breast Cancer.”
How many people can say they nurtured and cared for their parents for 23 years of your life of dedication?
When I met Jessica my first impression was a young hearted, tender voiced, inclusive, selfless, and young lady who showed genuine love for family members.
My initial thought about her was a mature kid who showed her love through actions and sacrifice.
Jessica babysit for me while I worked. She willingly took care of my child and I can assure that he was taken care of to the fullest extent.
Mabel raised children to be compassionate, honorable, loving, gentle soul inside and out I was thankful for that.
The homecoming of Mabel Hill was surrounded by love ones, family, and reflection on a foundation based substance to look forward to.
She was a single parent who raised two kids who loved their mother no matter the circumstances and put their needs aside for Mabel.
Tears flooded my eyes to hear the dedication and sacrifice of two children at an early age. They were willing to do what needed to be done for their mother.
It is the sweetest gift you can give to a parent.
My observation and reflection was only a bird’s view of behind the scenes of the root cause of the Hill family’s journey.
This is what you want your obituary to say: Mabel Hill Family was surrounded by family and friends dear to her heart that made an impact on what agapi love looks like twenty years ago in the making.
Her dedication in putting family first really meant something to Mabel wither right or wrong. She was a mother, sister, grandmother, friend, and confidant who was unbias with integrity were values she stood behind.
This was the first funeral I have experienced such genuine love for outsiders and strangers who they do not know.
Also, it was up lifting, encouraging, unapologetically complimentary to one another’s role in duties that was for the greater benefits for the family’s core strengths.
I was moved, inspired, and gracefully thankful being in the presence of humble people at a funeral. It was amazing!
The closest family members said final words about Mabel and her children. The rawness of the examples each member exsumed in vividness role each person played was a precious gifts of gems.
It was important that each milestone was a collective effort on behalf of the whole taking care of a piece of the puzzle that glued the family together.
When Jessica and her brother got up she talked about caregiving, sacrifice, and asking for forgiveness “if I was ever negative to anybody in this room instead of positive I apologize.”
It warmed up my heart and soul we are at a funeral and that is one of the first things a thirty year old married women says to the audience as their mother laided beside her who has passed away.
My hesitation to highlight high valued topics such as this was dear to my heart, body, and soul.
Being a writer I have to be aware if things need to remain private or discussed for conversation dialogues to bring real stories that are inspirational learning experience.
This is one that had to be shared amongst others in a precious precision to bring the love for one another to the forefront.
Mabel raised two children we were caregivers at an age I would not put the burden on any children due do its heavy laden load and strain for young adults.
But did it with grace, loving kindness, and willingly volunteered to take on the task before they knew what the rode was going to look like.
Jessica prayed tirelessly her mother would see her graduate, get married, and see her grandchildren before she departed this earth and that is what Mabel did.
The love for a mother is like no other it represents the essence of strength, nurture, struggle, triumph, sacrifice dedication, and selfless act of kindness upon people closest to your heart.
Hill Family thank you for being apart of my life and I will always be apart of your journey…
I am dedicating my Great Bike Ride Challenge ride to the the Hill and Broussard Family in June to fight against cancer.
Thank you for being apart of my journey!
MaLaSpeaks! “Let me tell your story.”
MaLaSpeaks! “Let me tell your story.”
INDEP Freelance Writer and Blogger