Life and Time Still Goes On

I’ve been through a lot as a kid, I had a childhood of laughs and giggles and funny memories that I still cherish till this day, but I also had my fair share of physical, mental, emotional abuse and trauma from my mom. But, time and life still went on and eventually you mature and find out how to cope and deal with life problems. I was living by that memo until the day my mom died. I remember it so clearly as if It happened yesterday. That was the day I begged time and life to stop. I remember standing over her screaming internally for her to open her eyes and tell me this was some sick joke she came up with, I remember staring at the clock watching minutes tick by and nothing changed. Her life and soul left and her body lay still, but life and time still went on. I still believed she would somehow wake up and come back home, I waited and I waited. Seconds become minutes which become hours which become days which become weeks which become months which become years. My mom passed away when I was 17, I am 19 now. Still here forced to move with time. Life truly humbles you and it can make you suffer, but sometimes suffering is what builds you to become stronger and more equipped for the future. You learn and you grow and you take your hardships and you turn them into testimonies.