My Last Hours with Mumma
You and me have seen everything to see from Bangkok to Calgary
and the soles of your shoes are all worn down, the time for sleep is now.
It’s nothing to cry about, cause we’ll hold each other soon.
At 12:26 am on Tuesday morning my Mum said goodbye to this world which she loved very much, but was too encumbered by pain to stay in. I loved every piece of my Mum, even the parts that sometimes scared me. They just reminded me that she was human, and that’s always a scary thing when you believe your parent to be invincible. When my Mum was given six months to live, I was 14 years old. She pushed through those six months and kept going for six and a half years, constantly pushing through to see the next goal. Prom, graduation, grandbabies, weddings. She survived cancer weaseling into her brain, lymph nodes, spine, kidneys, liver, lungs, stomach, and all of her lady parts and she just kept on going. It was hard to know that she wasn’t going to bounce back this time. I knew these photos would be important to me, but I didn’t know how much. Goodbye Mumma, and thank you for everything you’ve been there for me through, taught me and most of all, for leaving a piece of yourself within me. I’ve been having a hard time because I don’t believe in heaven and I don’t know where you are, but yesterday at the shoe store a man told me he could tell I was in the arts just by looking at me and I felt you within myself, laying against my chest in your necklace. I love you Mumma, wherever you are, I hope you feel like a fresh squeezed lemon<3
This is amazing and beautiful Shivohn. You are an incredible, brave and strong lady and I am sorry I never got to meet your extraordinary Mum. These photos are remarkable at capturing what you did <3 <3 <3