Page 54 - DAPHNE HART - MY MAMA STORY (AUDIO VERSION)

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

W
hen I traveled to England, I was hoping to find a trace of
my oldest daughter's father, who I thought was still

there—only to be told he had passed away. I shook my

head and thought that all the men who abused me have passed away;
with one exception. May their souls rest in peace. The children have all

given me about fourteen grandchildren, the last time I checked, and a
bunch of great-grandchildren. I am in my eighties and still going strong.

To GOD be all the praise.

I lost my second-to-last daughter to cancer. She was so young—just

fifty-four. I went to visit her one night at her apartment, where I slipped
and fractured my foot. I ended up at the hospital, where they put me in

a cast. Needless to say, I stayed at my second-oldest daughter's house

in Ajax for about four weeks. She was very good to me; I’ll never forget
it. We had a chance to really know each other better during that period

and became closer. But my baby girl left us, and she is resting in the

arms of her Maker. Rest in peace, baby girl. We will always love you.

Luke chapter 19, verses 1 to 10

(SHORT STORY)

He was not very well-liked in his village. He was a tax collector.

Somehow, he heard that Jesus was coming into town. He was a very
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