"Well, they did outnumber doctor's opinion, you stayed with you." me and blessed me with the only "Yes, but they didn't get my life I would ever bring into this I made certain of that." world. You are my breath of fresh I laughed. "You most certainly air, my summer sky." did." pooled in my eyes, The sun had started its blurring the magic of the setting descent and was nearing the sun. I finally allowed them to roll horizon. "The sky looks as if it's on freely down my face, grateful for fire," I said. "There are red clouds the emotion they represented. with bright pink highlights on an My mother had loved me. Now orange backdrop. The sun is clear that I looked back on my life, she and large; its reflection dominates was always there for me. She the ocean's surface." attended every concert, every She smiled and turned her play, and even gave me a face toward the sun. "I can feel complete makeover when I the warmth, yet my body feels so wanted to gain a boy's attention cold," she said. at school. For so long, I had I secured the blanket around ridiculed her—had thought her her shoulders and held her close. wild and careless in her ways. She "There, better?" was so different from me, yet she "Yes, thank you, dear." Her loved me as I was—never trying face was aglow, eyes closed and to change me. delicate lips curled up at the ends. "This is so hard, Mum." "Do you know why I named you "Death is never easy for Summer Sky?" those who are left behind." I chuckled. "I always thought "Can I ask what your favorite you did it because you me." part of life was?" "Heavens no, child. You were She smiled, though the expression my gift from God—my miracle. was weak and etched with pain. My uterus was weak and unable "Jack's and my honeymoon, the to support life, yet despite the day you were born, and these
"Well, they did outnumber you." "Yes, but they didn't get my I made certain of that." I laughed. "You most certainly did." The sun had started its descent and was nearing the horizon. "The sky looks as if it's on fire," I said. "There are red clouds with bright pink highlights on an orange backdrop. The sun is clear and large; its reflection dominates the ocean's surface." She smiled and turned her face toward the sun. "I can feel the warmth, yet my body feels so cold," she said. I secured the blanket around her shoulders and held her close. "There, better?" "Yes, thank you, dear." Her face was aglow, eyes closed and delicate lips curled up at the ends. "Do you know why I named you Summer Sky?" I chuckled. "I always thought you did it because you me." "Heavens no, child. You were my gift from God—my miracle. My uterus was weak and unable to support life, yet despite the doctor's opinion, you stayed with me and blessed me with the only life I would ever bring into this world. You are my breath of fresh air, my summer sky." pooled in my eyes, blurring the magic of the setting sun. I finally allowed them to roll freely down my face, grateful for the emotion they represented. My mother had loved me. Now that I looked back on my life, she was always there for me. She attended every concert, every play, and even gave me a complete makeover when I wanted to gain a boy's attention at school. For so long, I had ridiculed her—had thought her wild and careless in her ways. She was so different from me, yet she loved me as I was—never trying to change me. "This is so hard, Mum." "Death is never easy for those who are left behind." "Can I ask what your favorite part of life was?" She smiled, though the expression was weak and etched with pain. "Jack's and my honeymoon, the day you were born, and these
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