Dear MarianMonique LeVertaDeniece, (Mimi)

I said goodbye to you years ago, but today, I found a need to say hello. Today humanity is living in a pandemic. I know you never heard of it. I wanted to tell you how much I missed you before I closed the door. I think about you, you’ve gone away, forever. Your presence exists in mementoes. Pictures I display of us with grandma Jacqui on the shelf. It gives me comfort and reassurance when I feel gloom. Ahh, things I would utter if you were here, my dear. We would catch a movie, a bite to eat as we did, not to long ago. Death brings comments like, “I don’t know how you do it… I would lose my mind if I lost my child.”  I hear your voice, “keep it together mom.” “Take care of your mental health, mom.”  I do aqua aerobics, piano and voice lessons, write poetry, work my businesses. How about that Mooca. 🙂 There is no substitute for your presence. I accept that you are in your eternal rest. Memories linger like the indigo sky. I remember your cuddles and baby coos, you growing as a teen. The mother you became elevated yourself esteem. Oh, Mimi, it thrills me to write this love letter. You won’t know it, but it’s the legacy to our future generations. They will know you were loved by your mommy, son, and everyone. Brandon, your man child is almost 26 yrs. old. He is doing well by not living in hell.  He has a longtime girlfriend. Growing pangs for him are no stranger. His loss of you, his mom is heavy rain on his beating heart. The sunset over your life came way too soon. In our hearts you’ll find no gloom. On Heavenly shores with Jesus is how we’ll meet. Rest in His blossom. angels were there when you transitioned into you forever destiny, courage and faith were the templates for your life. There have been many changes in the family, humanity and friends. The Supreme Court reversed Roe vs. Wade a dreadful decision was made. Then it’s the President #45 that brought the nation shame. Idiot rioters stormed the Capitol and killed a woman and policeman.  President Joe Biden, Jill Biden and Kamala Harris, Hallelujah for respectful leadership. Juneteenth is now a national holiday, where I promise to celebrate, commemorate and contemplate victory in this land.  I will write, sing and vote for justice. Sleep in peace my beautiful daughter. Peace comes with a price that our veteran family paid. Thank you for being a wonderful daughter, while mommy was in the military. I intend to make my mark on God’s green earth. As woman of passion, persistence and patience your legacy is remarkable, commendable and admirable. I will tell the world about you.

Love forever, Peace through Justice.

Mom, D. “Ashay” Mathieu