Replacement mommy
At the age of two, my biological mother and I were in a horrific car accident in which she lost her life and I was left with a broken leg and fractured skull. This happened dec 10 1989 near Grand Prairie Alberta. After I was released from the hospital I went to live with my grandmother and grandfather (parents to my mother). I lived with them until the age of 8 when I was sent to live with my mothers sister, my aunty Tanny and her husband Roy. I lived with them until I was 10. Thanks giving weekend 1996 I went to go visit my uncle Roy's sister Shawna, her husband Sean, and their two young sons. Now what was only supposed to be a weekend visit ended up being a five year stay. Now because of my special circumstance Sean and Shawna had to take me in as a foster child, since after my mothers death and my biological father completely out of the picture I was deemed an orphan. So within months of living there I finally felt like I belonged. Shawna insisted I call her mom. If I was comfortable with it. Which I was. They made me feel so welcome I couldn't help but love them. Specially my mom (shawna) she encouraged me and pushed me to be the best I could. I wasn't an easy child to love either. I was a child of the system. Feelings of abandonment, worthless, unimportant. She helped me through all this. When I was 15 the ministry took me away for fear I was a danger to the house. My mom regrets letting them do this. After the ministry took me from the only home I felt like I fit in. I was put in group homes the next several years were a lot of ups and big downs. I failed to finish high school I battled with a drug addiction. I completely shut myself off from my family. But no matter what in those dark times if I called she would always answer and tell me how much she loved me and how proud she was that I was her daughter. At the age of 21 I got pregnant with my daughter. She saved my life. When I told my mom I was so scared I had let her down, but she was so excited to become a nana. At this time I was living 800km away and although my mom wasn't there physically she was always just a phone call away. two years later I had my son. My mom has been the best nana to those kiddos. She does everything she can for them. She spoiles them with love and affection. And well she likes to buy them things too. Through all these years my mom had been battling her own issues debilitating migraines for years, finally diagnosed only a few years ago as fibro myalgia. No matter if she is having the worst migraine of her life her kids and grand kids come first if we need her to talk to or just a hug she will no questions asked. I don't know if I could ever thank her enough or show her how much I appreciate everything she has ever done for me. She has made me who I am. She helped me through the roughest of times, she held my hand and reminded me of how strong I am and I can do it no matter what. With her help I left a bad relationship, I have an amazing career, because of her I have a mother. That above all else makes her the most amazing person I know. i honestly could ramble on and on about my mommy but I think this has to end here. My cheeks are tear staind and my eyes burn. I just feel so lucky to be able to call shawna my mom.
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