A MOTHER'S LOVE

For those of you who haven't read my book... yet... shame on you, but I'm going to share pieces of it from time to time. Since it's Mother's Day, I want to dedicate this post to my mommy, Rosie.
Here's a cut/paste from a previous post of this blog: Today, my mom and I went to the mall. We brought my wheelchair for two reasons. #1 being that, it takes such less time getting from one end of the mall to the other end, Duh...... #2 being that, now it helps mom so much to be able to lean and walk. She admits now that she could not walk this far alone. We even had to stop from time to time so that she could sit.
My accident was when I was 21 years old & she was 45. This month I'll be 53 and she just turned 75. She has been my rock for 32 years.
When we were in the parking lot, preparing to leave, I got into the car and she lifted the chair into the back. Tears began to fall from my eyes as I thought of how much she's done for me over the years. She turned her life around and I was such a bitter person because of my injury, I put her through hell. Did she leave? No way.
The tearful feeling was that, I can remember her 30 years ago, lifting my wheelchair into the car, but me thinking that she had to, that it was her responsibility. I can't believe how much I took for granted or what I thought was owed to me. I am so fortunate to have her for my mom, I love her so much.
SECTION FROM - HOW I BECAME A FEARLESS WOMAN:
Pg. 20 - At the moment of the accident, back at the house which was half of a block down from the tragedy, mom was watching a movie on TV. The scene location was of some hospital grounds. They were the grounds of the hospital where I'd be arriving within a matter of minutes.
Just then, mom heard the noise of a loud screech that ended with the sound of a crash. A mother's intuition kicked in.
"Oh no," she began to run to the corner. There was my red Pinto. Driver side smashed in, but where was I? She rushed over to find me and there I lay, rolled up and shoved beneath the glove compartment.
Pg. 28 - "This is a positive sign, so I will be upgrading her prognosis, which will now stand at a 60/40 percent of waking up. She most likely will never walk or talk again."
To that, with tears rushing down her face, mom exclaimed, "You don't know my daughter."