I lost someone for the very first time that was near and dear to me. Ms.Brenda David was not just a woman that took care of me, she was family. She was my protector and one of the few that believed in me when no one else did. Losing her was like losing my biggest fan. She always had such a great vision of what I would become. I've never lost anyone close to me to death so this whole experience hit me in a weird way. I didn't really know how to react. At first I didn't even cry. I really thought something was wrong with me when I found out and had no sense of feeling. Don't get me wrong, I was sad but I didn't totally freak the way I thought I would. After getting home from being away the weekend I found out, I went into my room and saw my Bible sitting on my dresser. I instantly went over and opened it remembering that Brenda had given me that Bible and written inside of it. When I read her prayer she wrote for me inside the cover the tears that my body had been rejecting suddenly flooded my eyes and poured out. That's when I realized how much I really cared about and loved her. I realized that I couldn't give up on any of my dreams or goals because if there was anyone in this world that believed I could be a success it was her. If there was anyone that ever saw the good in me while everyone else saw the bad it was Brenda.
My point in all of this is that you often don't appreciate the important people you have in your life until it is too late. You never know the last Christmas or last Fourth of July you will spend with them. You don't know the pain someone is experiencing or the battles they are facing on a daily basis. Ever since I lost Brenda I have tried to make a better effort of appreciating those that I love and care about. I try to remember it's the little things that count in life. People just want to feel wanted and loved. Don't be late in showing them or one day it may be too late. One thing I remember Brenda taught me was the importance of being there for loved ones. She valued family and friendship more than anything and at times it was her downfall. She was always ready to help someone but barely received help from anyone. There are not too many people that I can say the same about but I hope that one day someone can and will say the same about me.
Brenda passing away was a sad moment in life for me but nonetheless a moment of relief. She deserved to be at peace after fighting for so long. As much as she will be missed, her values and lessons that she instilled upon me will forever live and I am forever grateful to have had a woman like her in my life.
In memory of my Brenda. My second mother, my grammy, & now one of my Angels above.
Left to Right : Lenia, Sandra, Joel, Brenda
