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No matter how badly we want something, God often has other plans. The electrocardiographic heart monitor showed that she had flatlined; Elizabeth Olech had passed away from this Earth to the next. I lost my mom. I thought I knew sadness, defeat, anguish, and pain before that point, but I quickly learned that what I felt previously was nothing compared to this. As if by calling, it had been raining that day, and I believe that it was a sign of a great human being, a messenger, and soldier of God leaving our human existence. I knew that angels were crying over her departure that day.

The strangest thing about it all was that I felt an emotional boost for some reason. I think it was my mom’s way of giving me strength. I took time to grieve and organize my mom’s townhouse and funeral. I had been calling work to let them know I would be out, but through the grapevine I heard that even though I was a hard worker, they were thinking of letting me go, as I had being calling in for over a week. I was supposed to fill out a bereavement form, but no one had told me that. I was nineteen and not well-versed in labor laws. I was learning that when a person is at their most vulnerable and down, people tend to take free shots and kick them. I filled out the form and proceeded forward through this entire mess that had ravaged my life.