Mattie Lee Person-Brown
Nov 19, 1940 – Oct 23, 2020
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew– excerpt from IF by Rudyard Kipling
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
Long Live the Queen. The Queen is Dead
A tribute to my Mother
by Kendall F. Person
The understanding that death is inevitable, feels like a wasted comprehension. Upon enduring its heartbreaking intention, its seems foolish now to have believed, I could have ever been prepared.
On October 23, 2020 just shy of her 80th birthday, my Mother passed away, And while I wish she was still with me, I take solace in knowing, she has been freed from the external pain of her chronic physical ailments; and released from the taunting misery of her mental affliction known as dementia.
Exhausted from the strain of an epic, never-ending political campaign; trying to stay safe while an unchecked pathogen continues to reign. And attempting to maintain balance between looking forward, searching for clarity in an ever increasingly cloudy future, all the while, being weighed down by the here and the now. But as I often told her, it was my great pleasure to take care of her. To be by her side, while time without remorse or regret, continued to tick by. And when she died, my brothers and sisters and grandkids that knew her, could find peace and calm, that she knew we loved her, even as the cruel imagined voices of dementia, did all they could to turn love against her. But that would never come to pass, because for nearly six decades – brick by brick – she created and nurtured an indestructible family bond.
For most of my years, my efforts and ambitions, thoughts and energies, were concentrated solely on self on how I played to the the whole wide world. But for this moment, I will not be transfixed on the ride, but rather the outcome of a monumental election, that means everything – to half the nation. And while I will continue to follow the safety precautions to hold COVID-19 at bay, I will allot no more time in trying to understand the other side. There is but a small window of time, which I will spend capturing memories to assure my mother’s legacy will not be relegated nor forgotten, nor twisted, nor heightened. But in the remembrance as who she was and what she meant, and no matter the stumbles nor victories, she will always remain in memory: a God-fearing woman, a driven survivor and a fiercely committed mother… until the day she died.
Long live the Queen. The Queen is dead.’ (I finally understand what the expressions means)
R.I.P. Mom and take a bow
What it our legacy is revealed only through the memory of others?
NOTE: A very personal invite to friends & family and to the people whose lives passed through hers; or even a memory about your Mom, that you wish to share in a VideoMemory collage with mine: ALL GOOD. Simply click on Youtube logo above, for quick and easy details on sharing your memories with mine.