Rebecca Stump

I survived the storm

“She’ll never make it” that’s what they said. I just lost my Mammy Bam as God called her Home, a few months before the most horrific accident imaginable. My Mammy was my rock, my hero, my friend. She was always there, she held my hand through it all. I still remember holding her hand telling her it’s okay to let go. It’s okay I’ll be alright. It’s okay to go. She closed her eyes one last time a few hours later and took her last breath. She left this world. My heart was broken.