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Few things in our lives will ever prepare usemotionally for the death of a loved one The sadnessanger and comfort that fills the heart cannot be imagined It was within the last five minutes of my mothers life thatI realized that I was not prepared As I stood on the sideof the bed and watched her gasp for precious air myMy first thoughts became those that were filled withsadness I felt deep sadness and regret and wondered if mymother ever knew how much I idolized her Did I really everreturn the love and care that she gave me My eyes sawsadness when looking at the lifeless figure of wrinkled skinthat my mother had become This by no means was the samewoman who used to wrestle with me and my brothers and beatus all No way could it be the same strong woman that usedto play tackle football with me when I was little I remember one time when I was about 8 or 9 years oldI came into the house crying My mother asked me what waswrong I told her that my two older brothers were gangingup on me in tackle football She asked the usual motherquestions and when she found out that they had chosen theteams as them against me I quickly had a new teammate Shegrabbed my hand smiling and then we marched outside withher striding like a defensive lineman going up to receiveher most valuable trophy award As soon as my brothers sawher come around the corner of the house with my hand inhers they knew that it was a whole new ballgame Now my mother was no giant by any means She was 51tall and about 140 pounds but on the first play ofscrimmage I hiked the ball to my mother and she went aroundthe right end running over both my brothers Not only didshe run them both over but then she even taunted them withthe ball Both my brothers got
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