A Mother's Prayer

The day after Christmas, I had the chance to talk to one of my mom's closest friends.  She said something really interesting.  While talking about my mom's final days, she mentioned that my mom told her she was at peace.  She knew her life was nearing its end, and her heart is at peace because she has already "bargained with God" about what the future holds for my sister and I.  That hit home.  All this time, I've witnessed God's hand move in my life in such a profound way that I literally am in awe of how perfectly things work out sometimes.  Though I have many limitations, it is amazing to me that in God's time, everything just falls exactly into place.  I know this.  I could testify for this.  Even my best friend tells me, in those times I'm feeling anxious about the future, "Well, things just seem to always work out for you, one way or another."  And now, it makes sense to me.  My life and that of my sister have already been prayed for by Mama.  She made sure, as best she could, that her girls were going to be okay, even if she could not physically be with us.  I don't know what Mama's prayers were for us exactly, but what I do know is that even in her physical absence, I still feel a lasting connection with her and it is easy for me to believe that in her final moments, she did all she could to ensure that even now, our steps are guided by her petitions to God, whatever those may be.  I believe in the power of a mother's prayer and I believe that it is MY Mama's prayers, in part, that have guided me to this point in my life.  Thank you Mama.  I love you and I miss you.