Maryse Paul

This is my mother – Marie Maryse Paul. She passed away on 9th December 1998 from a massive brain hemorrhage.

For many years I blamed my mother for most of the things that have gone wrong in my life, including the foster parent abusing me. Things may well have turned out different for me had my mother made a few different choices. But she was human and to err is human. I shouldn’t have held her to a different standard to anyone else.

It took me a long time to realise that my mother was a beautiful woman with a diamond personality. Almost everybody who met her liked her instantly. Even a Priest who ran a children’s home I lived in for years, and who was subject to frequent verbal abuse by my mother had a fondness for her.

I’ll be eternally grateful to her – were it not for her, I would not be alive, nor would I have two awesome children who inspire me to carry on living every day, and striving to make the right choices in life.

This is where I come from, this is who I am.

1 Response

  1. Justreal says:

    For Real, Maryse had a way about her that allowed her inner beauty to pervade her outer beauty & For True she erred in some decisions… usually because she was still willing to trust in people & a society that had too little appreciation for how valuable & precious a gift trust truly is… & also because her human parents erred too… May she forever Rise & Shine upon & in all who knew her love… Especially her beautiful children, Bless

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