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Everlasting Reality Drama

Our Soap Opera . . .


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Who is Felize?

I see you in my hands, I feel you in my heart, and I miss you so very, very, very much!!! I never knew how I would have felt, because I never entertained the thought of being without you.

I grieved inside for my cousin when she was only 15 years old and a friend when she went though it when we were 19 years old. I thought it was the worse feeling in the world until one day it happened to me.

I would cry in silent, in private places never letting anyone see my pain. I had to be strong because I thought that was expected of me. I had to be there for everyone else while it killed me inside. I never wanted to embrace the reality of it all because it was just so unimaginable.

Have you ever imagined life without your best friend, “Your Mother?”

Well for me it became a reality, a nightmare that I haven’t awakened from yet. You must go on for your child, your family, your friends and most of all for yourself and the love you have for your MOM. Knowing she has always wanted the best for you. She left me the greatest gift of all, as she would so often say, “God is a very present help in the time of need, you need to get to know Him (God) because it’s better to have known Him and not need Him, then to need Him and not know Him. When I’m not able to be there for you God will be a very present help in the time of need.”

My mother trained us up in the way we should go, so I can’t help but to intertwine my mother and my God in the same sentence. She loved God more than life, I know she is in a better place; I just miss her here in my face, advising me on what to do or what I should do, her since of humor is what keeps a smile on my face. I think always of time when she would crack a joke and not even realize she did. She was a very helpful individual, she knew her gift was Teaching. Teaching is what she did. So many stories of her gift I just don’t know where to begin or end.

Well, I can end with her obituary one she wrote herself. Her obituary teaches a lesson on “A Life Well Spent”. Knowing and getting to know God is evidence in how my mother spent her life.


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