Tragedy struck my family this morning, I was called downstairs, I ran down them in a hurry, and I was horrified to see my Mom lying in bed, not breathing and moving a muscle. It was overwhelmingly horrorfying to see my own Mother lying motionless on her bed as it was too much for me to take as I was losing my mind. She was rushed to the hospital, as my brother told me that she was in a vegetable-like state as her brain was shut down, a very slim chance that she'll wake up. But sadly, when we got another phone call, my brother came up to me and said: "Jake, Mom is gone." I was heartbroken. She was responsible of giving birth to me and nurtured
"And Mom, there's a lot of people out there who don't associate Christmas with the best stuff, maybe they're spending it alone or maybe they associate it with a bad time, what can you say to people out there who are not having such a good Christmas?"
"Uh, you know this is the time of year to reach out to someone else who is lonely or is having a hard time, and do something nice for them, because when you do that, you'll feel less lonely inside of yourself as well. It's a perfect time of year to do something for somebody else and think of others." - Mrs. Walker
"That's really nice Mom, thanks so much, Merry Christmas." - Doug Walker AKA Nost