The morning of May 30th, I received a phone call from my Dad, saying that my mom was in the hospital, and to say my prayers. I had the responsibility of calling my brothers, and letthing them know. I sat with my husband until he calmed me down enough to make the phone calls, and then I went to look at flights online. I wanted to be there to see her when she recovered. 20 minutes later, I received another phone call. Dad. Mom had passed away. I immediately ran upstairs and broke down on the floor of the game room, where Adam held me. I knew I wasn't going to be able to walk myself onto a flight and make it to NC, so we decided to drive the 24 hours to the coast. Adam drove the entire way, through the night, less the final 3 hours where he slept and I drove. He was my rock, for getting me there, and he continues to support me whenever I have a bad day.
The morning of May 30th, I called my Maria V. She was in a movie, and called me back immediately when I texted her that I needed her to give me a call. I told her what happened through tears. She immediately was there to support me, and would do anything for me. I let her know that Adam was taking me to NC, and that I would see her in Vienna when we drove back from there in a few days. As soon as I got back from NC, Maria was there at my house, to see me and my family. I have grown up with Maria, and I felt like seeing her there I would immediately cry. We both managed to hold it together until we got into her car and started driving. I forget where we were going, but we started crying and she pulled over and gave me a big hug. When I got back to Texas, I had an edible arrangement from Maria, and cards galore from her. When she visited me in Texas last summer, we cried together again, and also had a lot of fun as we always do. Maria is my rock, for continually being my support and thinking of me always.
The morning of May 31st, I texted my Maria G. I couldn't get on the phone again, after not being able to speak when I talked to Maria V. I told her what happened, in no uncertain terms, because I didn't know how else to say it. I asked her to be the one to tell all of our mutual friends, because I knew that I wasn't going to be able to do that. She immediately said she would do that for me, and the texts and messages on Facebook started pouring in as she told people. She was so supportive, and ready to be there in a second if I had asked her to meet me back in Vienna. When I got back to Texas, I had a gorgeous purple orchid waiting for me and a card, which I immediately put on display where I would see it every day. I still look at the plant and think of my mom and Maria and her family. Maria was my rock in college when we were roommates (We met on the first day, and graduated together on our lasst day), and she continues to be my rock whenever I need to vent or talk about things, whatever they might be.
Thank you, you guys rock.
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