It seems that not too long ago I was writing my “Welcome” column.
In fact, it was not too long ago, just five short months ago I came here in October, a newly-graduated kid excited to see the world and to cut his teeth in the industry he spent $30,000 on a degree to get in.
As anyone who moved across the country by themselves, I had apprehension, but that apprehension quickly dissolved once I began to meet the people of this town.
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For a while it was looking good, the city was beautiful, the people were friendly and welcoming everything had seemed to be coming up Millhouse for me.
But as good as things were going, life is never that straightforward and easy, and the biggest curveball in my life was thrown at me this January — my mother passed away.
After what has seemed like an eternity I made the decision to drop everything and return home to be with family.
Only time will tell if I made the right decision, but I can honestly say I would make the same decision every day of the week if presented with it again.
That being said, I have made my love for this town clear, and would always be open to a reunion down the road.
The people I have met have, in a very small window of time, made it feel like a home away from home for me and for that I express my eternal gratitude. So as I sit writing this column I do not want to say goodbye to the charming little coastal town that took me in, so I will simply say, until next time Prince Rupert.
For my mom,
“You“
There’s a hole in my heart the size of you
This big house grows lonely,
even with two.
Every picture, every moment, every memory
You.
Today I look forward
Not knowing what to do
I try to look back
But all I see is you
The best parts of me came from who?
My smile, my laugh, my happiness.
You.
I sit alone at night staring at the full moon
howling to it
crying out because I’m missing you
I’m a lone wolf now,
My pack incomplete, it’s missing something
Its leader, its rock, its foundation.
You.
This life I live grows confusing
Not knowing what to do
I’m lost without a compass, wandering
wondering why I’m left without you
The forest of my life grows dark and weary
and I have lost my way
Without you I lack vision, my eyes don’t see clearly
So in this darkness, I will stay
My guide, my light, my teacher.
You.
I still remember all those nights when you tucked me in
A gentle kiss on the forehead
Leaving your loving mark forever on my skin.
Your calming words and loving voice soothing me to sleep
“Goodnight my boy, sweet dreams”
I never counted sheep.
My faith, my safety, my guardian.
You.
And now as you lay there fading
There are so many things I wish to do
All those years you protected me from darkness
But now I couldn’t protect you.
I scream and cry and beg and plead all with no success
I’m sorry, Please don’t leave I’m here for you
The bedposts I would press
Gripping them, squeezing them with all my might
Hugging you one last time.
Forever holding you tight.
“Goodnight my girl, sweet dreams”
I whisper, the words floating softly to your ear
My eyes well up and tears begin to stream
I hope and pray my love will carry you far away from here
My pain, my loss, my heartbreak.
You.
My brain was racing, cursing the One above.
How can this world be so unkind?
How can You take away the one I love?
And while my mind would race, the same three words leave my tongue
Every time I said them I hoped He’d hear
And steal the cancer from your lungs
Because those three words have never been more true.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
My angel. My love. My mom.
You.
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Nick Laws | Sports reporter
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