She had COPD (chronic obstructive respiratory disease) for a few years and because of struggling with her health, she couldn’t do anything normal anymore like walking around or shopping. Breathing on her own was almost impossible and just eating a bowl of cereal made her tired. My mother was always a strong woman and to see her like this was breaking my heart. She wanted to get out of life, I respected that decision, because she was in lots of pain and wanted to pass away with dignity. And she went…..gracefully with humor, strength and pride.
My mother was loved by lots of people and supported our gay community. She was for lots of my gay friends their “Gay” mum as well. Everybody could come at her house and she made them feel at home. She was beautiful, heartfelt and funny, always making the party and every time putting other persons needs first. She went before her illness with me to gay bars and clubs and I definitely haven’t got my personality from a stranger. Social, flirty, smiling, strong and outgoing is what she passed on to me.
She also supported my blog Pink In Our Lives. She loved to look at all the sexy shirtless hunks and commenting on it. 😉 She hadn’t learn English, so the stories she couldn’t read on the blog, but it did not stop her to look at my posts and share them. She figured out how to get on Facebook and Whatsapp, so she could keep in touch with everybody and especially with us. Belgium isn’t far from The Netherlands, but stopping by for a cup of coffee very easily was unfortunate not possible. Her children (my sister and I) and her grandchild Noa were everything to her. She would do anything for us.
I am truly honored to be her son. I could talk about anything with her, even about naughty stuff. Nothing was too crazy. She didn’t judge, accepted all my choices and supported me all the way. Like probably every mother knows, she knew I was gay before I did my coming out. But she let me make my own mistakes, finding my own path and future and all she wanted was for me to be happy.
She makes for sure heaven a lot funnier now and she is very well missed. Momma, I love you very much and I know this is for the best for you. We try to keep that in mind, but….it still hurts. Give grandpa a big kiss there above and make sure you behave there together. 😉
BIG KISS and I LOVE YOU ALWAYS
Your proud son Lesley