Diora Johnson-Ashton|Dee
Houston, Texas|📍
"May he rest peacefully" the preacher spoke causing everyone to stand except for me. I was already standing looking straight ahead at the casket that my son laid in.
I looked at the rose in my hand before walking up and putting it in his casket. I placed a kiss on his casket as the tears ran down my cheeks. I wiped my tears stepping back going back to my seat as I watched Tre go place his rose with teary eyes.
My brother grabbed my hand rubbing it gently as my mind wondered off to somewhere else.
I sat in the bed beside Tre with papa in my arms as we watched a movie. Papa started laughing in his sleep.
"Look baby he's laughing" I smiled looking at him
"He so handsome he look just like me" Tre smirked
"No he don't hush" I laughed
I was knocked out of my thoughts by momma saying something to me. "It's time to go sweetheart" she said
I nodded standing up following Tre and the kids out to the car getting in and not saying anything. The drive back to my parents where the repast was being held was silent.
Once we pulled up to my parents house we parked getting out. I headed inside walking past everyone and going up to my room my parents had for me. I looked up at the ceiling take a deep breath.
"I miss you baby" I said as the tears slipped down my cheek
I heard a knock on the door followed by my dad walking in. "Hey baby girl" he said
"Hi" I spoke wiping my tears
"Are you okay?"
"No, and I don't think I'll ever be. I just lost my child." I said looking up at him with tears in my eyes
"I'm here for you baby girl just know that" he spoke kissing my forehead
"I know but I just wanna be left alone" I said
"I understand" he nodded before turning around and heading out the door
I sat finally understanding the pain any mother felt after losing their child. I was angry, sad, and confused all in one. I always believed in God, may have never went to church all the time, but I loved God and still do but why would he take someone that meant so much to me away.
I wouldn't wish this hurt on anyone not even my worst enemy. I just miss my baby I want to get the chance to hold him and never let go.
I laid back in my bed crying as I hugged my pillow. I felt the other side of the bed dip and a arm go around me.
"I wanna be alone" I sniffed
"Baby it's me" I heard Tre's voice
I turned around crawling in his arms. "Why'd it have to be him? Why'd he have to leave us?" I cried
"I don't know ma" he kissed my forehead
"I want him back Tre" I said laying my head on his chest me too
"Me too baby, me too" he sighed rubbing my back
I got up wiping my tears and walking out the room. I walked downstairs as everyone became quiet and all eyes were on me. I just grabbed Bubba from my dad and walked out the house.
