"I am Shyla's father." Hesaidflatout.
That was circling my mind the whole time the man was standing at the podium to speak.
"I know what you all are thinking. What in the world is this man talking about? Well, I know I am a white man but u gotta think about it where does she get a light skin complexion from having a brown mother and a brown father. Alot of people didn't know that me and her mother was together. Yes, she was my queen, angle, and the mother of my child. She didn't know who the father was because before we slept together, well never mind but. I came to talk about the love of my life I don't know what I'm going to do without her. She was my everything. I fell for her hard. And I'm going to find the beast that did this to her." He said as he came and walked pass me and into the row behind me.
This is too much going on at one time. These last two months have been nothing but devastating, heartbreaking, and breath taking.
A few more people came to the podium to speak. And then it was time to finally put her in the ground.
After everybody cleared out the church they took my mothers casket out the back way. Almost everyone got in the car and followed the hearse to the grave cite.
We all got out of our cars and went to where they had her cite dug up. This was it, this was the end for nw and my mom. The woman that gave birth to me was not about to be 6feet under and I couldn't take it. I just broke down crying thank god Deshun was by my side the whole time.
The pallbearers were carrying her body out of the back of the hearse. Her shiny new casket was shining in the sun.
The pastor came over to where they had her body on top of these straps that would lower her body later on.
"Okay if everybody would bow their heads and close their eyes." The pastor said before everybody gathered hands.
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust"the preacher said as he sprinkled the Ashes over her casket. "Now into him who is able to present you faultless before an all wise god. Our lord and savior Jesus Christ. Amen." The preacher said as everybody looked up in tears. I guess my mother did have people who cared for her.
"Mrs. Taliah Braxton was born on November 30, 1972. To the parents of Jermaine Alexander and Alicia Maylan. She was a very determined educated girl when she was little. She graduated high school and went to college and got her associates degree at Howard university in Arkansas. She then became a mother to the lovely beautiful Shyla Anea' Braxton. She was proud to be a mother so proud she gave her the name of her late great grandmother." The preacher went on talking about her and all she's done. I was crying. But mainly because the lies, the truth, and how my life played off as...a big ass lie.
The preacher asked does anyone want to come and throw a flower before we all say goodbye to her. I threw my flower and a lot more people came and did the same thing. I even got a shovel of dirty and threw over her shinny black coffin with the gold trim. They had the flower thing with her picture in the middle of it. Damn, my mother was beautiful with all her glory. I loved this women till the death of me.
After everybody left I asked for a little more time to say goodbye. And Deshun stayed there with me.
I looked at her casket laying in the ground. "Momm-" I said sniffling.
"I'm so sorry for how we ended our relationship. I didn't expect for us to end this way. I want you to be there for me when I have my first child. My wedding." I said and I was fully crying, tears running down my face. "Momma please don't fo, please!" I hollered. The men that were burying her came up to me and said " Ma'am we have to put her down now."
"No she can't leave me. Nooooo! MOMMY" I said as I fell back and Deshun was there to catch me the whole way.
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~AAM
It was hard for me to write this chapter. I gave you all what you wanted.
