I never thought about it or ever imagined I would be a mother of an angel.
I had front row seats to watch my 6 year old son die in a hospital bed, during a vicious fight against blood cancer.
In the early stages of grief, everything is unreal, excruciating and unbearable.
Everyday, all day I cried out to for my son screaming, ” I want you back! I need you here with me! I need to see you! I need to feel you! I need to kiss you and hug you again!”
That warm sweet, tender, silly, funny, physical little boy is what my heart desires so desperately.
As time passes by, I realised that although my son is not physically here I have continued to mother him in a supernatural way, everyday.
In a way that I continue to learn from him, continue to love on him, still continue to talk to him and grow with him. He still makes mommy proud and makes mommy smile. I’m still his mother, he is still my son.
It just so hard for my heart to understand.
It’s just not normal.
But for some reason I was chosen to be Bryant’s mommy, the mother of an Angel on earth. I was given this sacred gift, this special love that will forever be mine.
The only way to see my son again is by doing all things with God. So that’s our main goal as a family now, to make it to the finish line and meet our boy Bryant in his new home, in God’s Kingdom.
Bryant’s mom 4ever