candykisses
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Early Sunday morning my mother's home caught fire. My mother was at a holiday party when the fire started. My brother had been sleeping for several hours and didn't know that she hadn't returned yet. He went to her bedroom and even though the door was hot he still opened it. Yes, I know a big mistake. I asked him why he would open the door and he simply said, "She's my mother. "
I'm so thankful to have them both still here with me, but as we stood there the six hours watching our home burn it was so sad to know that everything was gone.
Friends and family stood there with us, saying things can be replaced and I know they're right, but some of those things were treasures to us. Pictures of dear ones long since passed, Christening gowns handmade by old hands......all gone.
I hope this came out right because it's hard to put into words.
I'm so thankful to have them both still here with me, but as we stood there the six hours watching our home burn it was so sad to know that everything was gone.
Friends and family stood there with us, saying things can be replaced and I know they're right, but some of those things were treasures to us. Pictures of dear ones long since passed, Christening gowns handmade by old hands......all gone.
I hope this came out right because it's hard to put into words.