The DelaVega Name

The Final Farewell

LeToya's POV

It's been a few days since my mum passed away, we are holding a funeral for her tomorrow.
When we were at the hospital that night I didn't stop crying till late in the evening the next day, I rang up Jana and told her that I couldn't come in for a while, I told her about mum and Jana gave me the rest of the month off. But I didn't want to be away for that long, caught up in my thoughts… my dark and painful thoughts. So we compromised and I'll take just 2 weeks off, hopefully by then I'm… ok. I've never had a holiday before, so for this being my first it's not going to be your typical holiday.

I remembered mum saying that she wanted me to mail this envelope for her… to this Jason guy, he apparently lives in New York, we lived in Phoenix Arizona. I love the sun here and it's beautiful scenery… so did mum, it might take a few days to get to wherever this Jason fellow is, so I paid for an Express postage and sent it off.
That's one thing that I can do at least for mum, the other is to take care of Baba for her… I need to be strong for him now.

No one should ever have to bury their child, so I hope that I can be that support Ba needs.

The doctor did a biopsy on mum to figure out how everything went wrong, when they got to her lungs, they said that there was a rusted bullet buried deep within her lungs that all the tissues and organs grew over it as time passed. But the only thing I got out of all that was that… mum was shot, and she never said anything to us. The doctor indicated that by the aging of the bullet,  it's been there for more than 2 decades.

"Did you know Ba?" I asked as I looked at Baba, even he's taken back by this.

"No…. She never mentioned it."

It was then that I thought back to when I was only 3, I was playing in the bathtub with mum, I jumped on her back which I've never done before and saw some repaired skin on her back… I touched it and asked her what it was, all she said was "It's nothing baby, mummy hurt herself years ago. Now, I'm gonna get out and get your clothes ready to sleep in ok. Be right back."
After that day… she never had a bath with me again.

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I'm laying in bed thinking about mum and all the memories we had together, ever since mum passed that night I've been numb, I don't eat or sleep, Ba has been forcing me to eat but I can't seem to keep it down, I didn't want Ba to worry about me… but, I'm not gonna lie, I'm struggling to keep it together… and as sad as it is I have to keep pushing forward, especially now that it's just Ba and I.

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It's the day of the funeral and I had little to no sleep last night thinking… just thinking, but I needed to get ready for mum's final farewell, which I'm dreading so bad.
After my shower I put on a black dress, just above the knees and it tightens at my waist while letting the curves flow naturally with the material, I'm checking myself over to make sure that I look somewhat decent, I don't wear makeup because I never saw the point in them.

"Princess… you ready?" I can hear Baba calling out to me, I washed my face, straightened out my dress and put some flats on.. 

I headed into the kitchen, "I'm ready Ba, Sorry to keep you waiting."

Ba stood there in his black suit, when he saw me he smiled, it was a bittersweet smile. He came up to me, gave me a big hug and looked down at me, then he saw my mother's ring that I made as a pendant on my necklace… I'll never take it off.
"Your mother would be smiling down on us, she loves you so much princess… and so do I, you look beautiful baby girl."