My mom told me her story of our life & she said:
"On June 10, 1995, me & your dad got married. Then, a couple days, you were born as a baby, Alyssa. Your dad is always surprising me because of his obsession of his love with me. Then, his final surprise before his death was the celebration of my 50th birthday. Then, a surprise came in. A mannequin with a gorgeous dress & shoes, also photographers. Then, we celebrated the birthday of myself by dancing, telling something & more. Then, I gave him his only one kiss. But a couple days passed, around 2019, he couldn't walk. He woked up with no eyesight. We noticed that your dad is hiding his disease. We put him to the hospital & let him rest there. Until one day, he passed away. I tell you everything & let your dad go to heaven. I feel a cold hand in my shoulder, which I think is the sign that we should let him go. You saw me crying then you make me proud as a mother. You told me that everything will be okay. It's been 10 months since your father died". That is the story of our life & tragedy.