My Mom
my real Mother
Celia
my Mom and Aunt
she never said anything to me
not even why she never took me away from Stella
she never complained about being second only
from my Dad marrying my Mom
and my Aunt she never even asked for something from my Grandparents
she bought all her own clothes, jewelry
and her own home
she worked damn hard for herself
she was selfish in my eyes
but yet she too suffered
not being with me
not being able to raise her own kid
Celia is here at my Mom's side
and she found a letter by her gate one morning
a postman delivered it a month before the accident
and in it were Stella's words
her last words
Stella Passed away
May 18
in the evening my Dad is in the ICU with her and she never recovered her conciousness
she had no legs
and her face was badly burned
her precious face that she adored so much more than my Dad or me her daughter
she always loved red lipstick
she said they made her feel lucky
she wore her favorite lipstick
Red in Rouge
is also called Relentless by MAC
she loved her high heels her pointy stilettos by Jimmy Choo
and her Red fedora
those were her favorite things
she will be buried in them
and her letter to Celia her only Sister
Angel, she held my hand as we walk onto the cemetery where my Mom would lie
in peace and harmony knowing that I am now with my real Mother
Her letter Stella
mentioned she always loved my Father even if she knew about my conception
or the famous night my real Mom and Dad never knew their destiny were intertwined
she knew all along that she was stealing my Dad from a true love
a Love that never dared to provoke
never even broke my family
Celia just went silently away after I was born due to guilt and shame
my own Dad never saw me being born
but Stella took me as hers because she cannot conceive all along
Stella said she loved my first baby hairs, my soft fingers and my eyes when I first opened my eyes
as Celia was reading Stella's letter
I remember when I was small
she always braided my hair
raven hair she called my messy long stringy locks
I never shed another tear knowing she loved me
"She truly loved me"
I thought I was crushing our bond by going away and shunning her from my life
and moving to New York
but all I did was giving her time to say her truth
a month before she died she left me a message on my machine
and she told me how she felt about me knowing the truth
and she never forgave herself that she didn't tell me how much she loved me
As the casket closed and she was put under the ground
I threw her a big white rose
and told her I love her too
and always will