Under the spring moon, Dib sat on his roof. It was dawn...the dawn of Mother's Day. But Dib's mother wasn't around to enjoy it.
~Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven~
The last Mother's Day he spent with her...it seemed so long ago. He was 5 and Gaz was 4. They had given her a big card that they had made themselves, but it was of poor quality.
She had loved it, though. But that was before the night her car skidded off the road. Dib's heart ripped in half...if it wasn't for the car, she'd still be there. Gaz tried to hide the pain, but he knew. The hurt was still there.
Maybe it would never leave.
~Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven~
Sometimes, when he was hurt or sick or sad, he still felt her presence. Maybe that was what got him started in the unknown. Some people worried that Dib would be suicidal as he got older. He didn't exactly have an easy life. But the memories
of his mother kept him strong. Lord, he missed her. She would have probably been the only one to belive or even listen to his paranormal theories. After all, she had listened when he was 2 and thought a monkey lived in his room.
~I must be strong
And carry on~
Now with Zim here, something he knew...she would belive him. To her, he and Gaz were never crazy or freakish.
Dib headed across the streets to the local cemetary. He headed up a hill. There was a small, neglected grave. On it was the faded name of that special woman. The one who had stayed for such a short time, yet made so much of an impact.
"Momma...I'm here," Dib whispered. He put a few fresh flowers on the grave. If he didn't do it, nobody would. Why couldn't they respect her?
~Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven~
Thinking back, she had left a mark when she had given birth to Dib and Gaz. She always had thick glasses and long, black hair with purple streaks that came natrually. He never knew anyone with purple streaks except for Gaz. There weren't many pictures of their mother.
His memories were strong, though. Of her hugging him and Gaz, telling them they were special. When was the last time Dib had felt special? That he really mattered to someone else? Not long. He wondered if Gaz felt the same way.
~Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven~
Facing the grave again, Dib spoke to his mother. He knew she could hear him, wherever she was. She would still be glad to hear about what was happening.
"Momma? I wish you were here. I just got some new videos of Zim. Gaz is writing in about a Game Slave 3. Dad's building robot monkeys but they only attack each other," memories flooded again. "I hope you can hear this..."
Why did she have to get in that car crash? Why did that drunk driver hit her? She didn't deserve it...she didn't deserve that at all. Anger, saddness, guilt...so many terrible feelings that didn't have to be felt.
~I'll find my way
Through night and day
'Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven~
The sun was coming up. He couldn't stay much longer. But it was Mother's Day. He didn't want to leave her. No. He wouldn't. He owed her that. Just a little bit longer to savor this moment.
After all she'd done for him and Gaz...she didn't deserve to die and she didn't deserve to be abandoned on Mother's Day. Lord, when he was little, he'd never expected he'd be mourning for his mother. Change was cruel.
~Time can bring you down
Time can bend your knee
Time can break your heart
Have you beggin' please
Beggin' please~
"Momma, if that night, before you left, I ever knew what was going to happen...why didn't I tell you how much I love you? I miss you? I miss you a lot," he said. It was true. Did she know? He didn't want her to have died thinking he didn't love her.
You never knew what was going to happen. Life could be scary sometimes. Sometimes someone was there, the next they weren't. You had to cherish all the time you had. He had learned that painful lesson.
~Beyond the door
There's peace I'm sure
And I know there'll be no more
Tears in heaven~
Finally, he couldn't hold them back anymore. He let the tears flow forth. Flinging himself onto the grave, Dib hugged it as if it was his fallen mother instead of a cold peice of rock that symbolized her. As if she would realize how he felt. As if he could suddenly bring her back
to see again. But he knew that someday, he'd be reunited with her. Sighing, he closed his tear soaked eyes. For a minute, he felt her warm embrace and saw her loving eyes. He heard her mellow voice telling him she was there to take care of him. Then he woke up. He had only been asleep about 10 minutes.
But he knew that she was with him. But it was only a dream...a wondeful dream. And with that, Dib got up, wiped his eyes, and headed home.
"I love you, Momma," he said.
It was a love stronger then death.
~Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven
I must be strong
And carry on
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven~
~Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven~
The last Mother's Day he spent with her...it seemed so long ago. He was 5 and Gaz was 4. They had given her a big card that they had made themselves, but it was of poor quality.
She had loved it, though. But that was before the night her car skidded off the road. Dib's heart ripped in half...if it wasn't for the car, she'd still be there. Gaz tried to hide the pain, but he knew. The hurt was still there.
Maybe it would never leave.
~Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven~
Sometimes, when he was hurt or sick or sad, he still felt her presence. Maybe that was what got him started in the unknown. Some people worried that Dib would be suicidal as he got older. He didn't exactly have an easy life. But the memories
of his mother kept him strong. Lord, he missed her. She would have probably been the only one to belive or even listen to his paranormal theories. After all, she had listened when he was 2 and thought a monkey lived in his room.
~I must be strong
And carry on~
Now with Zim here, something he knew...she would belive him. To her, he and Gaz were never crazy or freakish.
Dib headed across the streets to the local cemetary. He headed up a hill. There was a small, neglected grave. On it was the faded name of that special woman. The one who had stayed for such a short time, yet made so much of an impact.
"Momma...I'm here," Dib whispered. He put a few fresh flowers on the grave. If he didn't do it, nobody would. Why couldn't they respect her?
~Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven~
Thinking back, she had left a mark when she had given birth to Dib and Gaz. She always had thick glasses and long, black hair with purple streaks that came natrually. He never knew anyone with purple streaks except for Gaz. There weren't many pictures of their mother.
His memories were strong, though. Of her hugging him and Gaz, telling them they were special. When was the last time Dib had felt special? That he really mattered to someone else? Not long. He wondered if Gaz felt the same way.
~Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven~
Facing the grave again, Dib spoke to his mother. He knew she could hear him, wherever she was. She would still be glad to hear about what was happening.
"Momma? I wish you were here. I just got some new videos of Zim. Gaz is writing in about a Game Slave 3. Dad's building robot monkeys but they only attack each other," memories flooded again. "I hope you can hear this..."
Why did she have to get in that car crash? Why did that drunk driver hit her? She didn't deserve it...she didn't deserve that at all. Anger, saddness, guilt...so many terrible feelings that didn't have to be felt.
~I'll find my way
Through night and day
'Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven~
The sun was coming up. He couldn't stay much longer. But it was Mother's Day. He didn't want to leave her. No. He wouldn't. He owed her that. Just a little bit longer to savor this moment.
After all she'd done for him and Gaz...she didn't deserve to die and she didn't deserve to be abandoned on Mother's Day. Lord, when he was little, he'd never expected he'd be mourning for his mother. Change was cruel.
~Time can bring you down
Time can bend your knee
Time can break your heart
Have you beggin' please
Beggin' please~
"Momma, if that night, before you left, I ever knew what was going to happen...why didn't I tell you how much I love you? I miss you? I miss you a lot," he said. It was true. Did she know? He didn't want her to have died thinking he didn't love her.
You never knew what was going to happen. Life could be scary sometimes. Sometimes someone was there, the next they weren't. You had to cherish all the time you had. He had learned that painful lesson.
~Beyond the door
There's peace I'm sure
And I know there'll be no more
Tears in heaven~
Finally, he couldn't hold them back anymore. He let the tears flow forth. Flinging himself onto the grave, Dib hugged it as if it was his fallen mother instead of a cold peice of rock that symbolized her. As if she would realize how he felt. As if he could suddenly bring her back
to see again. But he knew that someday, he'd be reunited with her. Sighing, he closed his tear soaked eyes. For a minute, he felt her warm embrace and saw her loving eyes. He heard her mellow voice telling him she was there to take care of him. Then he woke up. He had only been asleep about 10 minutes.
But he knew that she was with him. But it was only a dream...a wondeful dream. And with that, Dib got up, wiped his eyes, and headed home.
"I love you, Momma," he said.
It was a love stronger then death.
~Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven
I must be strong
And carry on
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven~