The Memoir Of Ms. Butterfly

Heaven must be the most peaceful place.

That’s why you probably answered your calling when it was time, and you knew you were finally going to run free without any body pain or anything else holding you back.

I am angry that you answered that call, not just because I would no longer see your beautiful face again.

I’m pissed off because one of the many children you left behind happens to be my mother, who had caught herself picking up the phone to call you because she was so used to hearing your voice and laughing about it when you guys talked about the good old days.

I know you could not help but answer the call that we all have to answer one day.

If you only knew the mom I once had, she is not even half the person she left with us.

If the walls could speak, they would be screaming your name; you definitely would get tired of hearing your name all day.

No matter how busy we try to keep her, nothing will compare to hearing or seeing you again.

   I pray that you give her the strength to continue to see the days ahead.

   As time goes on, I pray that you help her find that inner peace she is looking for when it comes to your passing.

     I pray that you help her become the person she was before she understood that you were leaving us behind.

     I pray that you listen to me and please help her come back to life better yet just to herself.

 Losing you, I have somewhat lost the most significant part, my mom and your child.

Ms. Butterfly Genesis 🇩🇴