ABC STARS Inspires

Who did that my father asked, as he looked at the garden plant sculpted into a disastrous artwork. My brothers all answered, "James did!" My father gave a hearty laugh. Well, I was inspired by the Edward Scissorshand Movie. So, I landscaped the family garden. At least one plant. I sculpted it in such a way that there was a cave and the rest was like a balloon. I had fun and my father thought it was funny. Back when I was in third year high school, early in the morning, I received a long distance phone call from our eldest and she told me that my father and mother's flight was in mid-morning, when I looked for our second  eldest brother I found out he had other matters to attend to then I said to myself, "Oh, no, who will fetch my parents from the airport," I was too young to drive and I did not even have a learner's permit yet. By now you would have noticed that when I write about my mother, my father is always attached to the story...

According to  Elisabeth Kubler Ross and David Kessler, there are five stages of grief. "The five stages, denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance are a part of the framework that makes up our learning to live with the one we lost. They are tools to help us frame and identify what we may be feeling. But they are not stops on some linear timeline in grief." When my father passed away I was not in denial. The night he died I whispered something to his ear. It was his final moments. I knew it was what he wanted. He missed my mother so much. My mother left the world quite early. He did not remarry. He was a happy widower but he waited for his sundown after a year that my mother died. So, I whispered to his ear. "Pa, go to Mama, hurry home, and don't worry about me, I will be okay..." I was at the last stage of grief already which is acceptance. On his funeral rites, I sat on a chair with my head down. Then, I felt that tears welled in my eye...