Today is the 6th year anniversary of my mother passing away. Its so weird that it has been six years and Im still standing. Everyday my battle is a lil easier but some days are better than others. Its because of my mother that I have this crazy idea in my head that I can do anything I want to do, that I can reach any goal with hard work. Garlick (my nickname for my mom) was the foundation for which my dreams were built upon. My mother made me join all these activies when I started high school, and even after she found out I didnt have to take extracurricular activites, she wouldnt let me quit them. She made time to watch me during marchin band season because she knew how into it I was. She would even work overtime to be able to pay for my uniform and to get the taps on my boots. Garlick encouraged me to take my poetry more seriously than just a stress reliever and because of her my poem was published.
Of course If my mother was still here, things would be greatly different. People's attitude would be checked and I would have my #1 supporter rooting for me. Reaching your dreams is even better when you have someone backing you, believing what you believe. I know since its only me rooting for myself, I have to go even harder. I have to fulfil the dream for Garlick and I. I've been through some major events since she has been gone but I think its because of her that I havent gone completely crazy. I hope that my mom is proud of the things Ive accomplished because her approval means something to me. Im damn proud of myself, just knowing what I've been up against! Ive given my all, and soon the world will know what my mother knew; that I was destined to succeed.
~Tristan Jones aka "My Little Flower"
RIP GERALDINE GARLICK aka Garlick
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