I had to write my mum’s eulogy
I was told it’s because I was the oldest
The oldest CHILD.
I had to step up.
I wanna share a piece of it with you.
There are no easy words to describe the loss
we’ve experienced.
Mum was kind, loving, caring, and slow to anger.
She was also strong-faithed and a
great storyteller.
Mum, we have shared many moments together,
both good and bad.
You have been by our side even through tough times.
We miss that little twinkle in your eyes, the sound
of your voice, your laughter and
your many jokes every so often.
Your love made us feel safe.
Your life has touched many but most of all, us, as
your children.
No one ever expects that they’d have to say something in such a situation, and how I
wish I wouldn’t have to.
You have been the stronghold of this family,
you have had to go through things that
no one should have to experience and yet
you pulled through and kept us together.
I know that you tried your best.
The last thing I remember you saying to me
was “I will get better. I will walk again. I
will beat this.”
…Fly with the angels.
Rest well mum.
Your babies.
I have never read it since the day I submitted
it for printing.
Not even at the funeral
They had to read it for me.
I never understood people who said it will
get better.
Years have passed…
Still waiting for that.
I don’t have photos on the wall
Can’t bear to see her smile and fall
Back into dreams I can’t survive
Where she’s still here and I’m alive
I used to pray to forget
Just to quiet my chest
But silence never felt so loud
Without her voice around
She was home, she was light
She held my hand through every night
When the world went dark and wild
She loved me like her only child
Now I’m lost, but not alone
She’s the reason I’ve grown
She’s still with me in my bones
She was home
I am the love she gave
I am the fight she braved
I am her echo, her fire, her name
And I’ll sing it through the pain
Cyd, Njuhi
