It's been years that's this been about but with my family we don't allowed outsiders in so things was always kept to us so no one knew. This one specific night when things changed my mother decided that she didn't wanna do it anymore so she made up her mind she prayed and prayed day and night.
This one night she prayed harder than ever, my mother was at work when things begin to happen I called her the next morning and tell her it was his empty basket sitting downstairs on the floor.
She asked me to look everywhere in her room and his things were gone. It was time they separated for the good and the sun was shining so bright that day which made things even seem more joy able I always loved and respected him no matter he made sure we were straight time from time.
It was just time for my mother's happiness my mom always was able to read her bible and sit somewhere and just enjoy her time but not this time for her it was much more peaceful.
As the days passes by things were all said and done and it was no more of what happened in the past now it was my mother and her kids. We were always able to talk to my mother but this time we were able to get that joy that she always had.
We were able to have deep conversations with her about any and everything. We were able to have dinners again and just sit and laugh and talk. And there was a night where we ate and got full and we laughed for hours until we fell asleep all my brothers were intown one of the best nights we had in some years. i really enjoyed it so much.

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Your Not Alone
Non-FictionLife isn't always easy .. But i have learned to not give up..