"I Love You Bunches and Bunches"
by Vicki Cheek.........................................
“I Love You Bunches and Bunches”
In 2007, on Christmas Day, my brother told me “I love you bunches and bunches” and sent me on my way.
I was standing in his doorway and turned to say “good-bye”, as I had done so many times in the past.
I told him “I love you bunches and bunches too” trying to hold back my tears.
Eight years later when mom followed my brother, those words too were the last ones we spoke to one another.
Two days before she passed, she told me she was ready and that she “just wanted it to be over.”
Even though the child in me wanted to scream “No God, please do not take my mother!”
They say burying a child is the hardest thing to bear.
My sister and I hoped that our mom would snap out of it and come back.
I have always thought that when I lost my brother, I also lost my mom the same day.
Life had no meaning for our mother no matter what we said or tried.
She is with my brother now in Heaven and I am glad she is no longer in pain.
“I love you bunches and bunches” was the last thing I told my mom as I blew her a kiss from the door.
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