And last but not least, not the tiniest bit least, never regrets. After reading her words, I get in tears. This is the first and last letter my mother wrote for me. My mother passed away last year due to lung cancer. Let's just say, it was hard but we were prepared. Thank God, Wapala is with me for the whole of it. I am upset that my mother passed away but I do not regret it. I do not blame myself for it. Because we made sure her last days were the best.
My mother was the last adult of my life. I know Wapala is older than me but he does not feel like a guardian. I know from now on I have to take very matured decision. Both for myself and Kaatib. My mother was really close to me. As I am a family oriented person, my whole family is very close to me. In her last days, I saw her hair fall away but she still looked gorgeous. She refused to wear a wig though I asked her many times to do so.
Kaatib was very shocked when my mother first told him about her death. I delayed her a lot. I asked her not to tell him. But as usual, my mother won the argument. I am proud of Kaatib. Because not everyone can handle their mother's death. He is just an eight years old. My mother made sure we can live a good enough life. This is one thing we seriously sorted through before my mother's death. Of course Wapala takes majority of the duties.
As for me, no matter how much mental preparation I took, I was broken when my mother did not wake up from her sleep. I called her so many times. I knew the moment I stepped into her room that she was not there anymore. But I recovered quickly because of Wapala. He arranged the whole funeral and I just assisted him here and there. Wapala leaves his job as a teacher. So maybe we are in a sort of relationship. I am glad he leaves his job.
So many things happen in just one year. But for the entire time, Wapala holds on tight to me. My father dies and we moved out of Texas. Here in Michigan, I meet this wonderful guy Wapala. His brother is an adorable creature. I am glad Kaatib finds a friend in him. Kaatib and Cabin hold on tight to each other too. I see so many sides of Wapala. He opens himself up to me but I think he is very deep. It will take a long time for me until I hit the bottom of his heart.

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RomanceHappening the surprising decease of her priest, eighteen-year-old Laadan enhances the rock for both her mom and juvenile relative. She seems bouncy and strong, but interior, she is defeating hope. Then she fits her new acquaintance Wapala, an attrac...