06/21/2026
Not many will understand the magnitude and the pain of walking the hospital Halls knowing it's the end stage for your parents...
I had to do it for my mother, and years later I had to do it for my father too, but the experiences were completely different. I am grateful for both because the Lord chose me to be the one standing in those hospital halls.
I remember the day I had to sign the DNR for my mother. She was incarcerated and dying in a prison hospital. We were only allowed to see her three hours a day, and that time had to be divided among family. Anyone who hadn't visited her during the ten years she served of her 50-to-life sentence was not allowed to come see her. The warden's reasoning was simple: if they hadn't visited her in ten years while she was incarcerated, why would they visit her now as she prepared to slip into a coma?
I remember walking out of that hospital knowing I would never hear my mother's voice again.
It is a silent pain that is difficult to describe.
A year before she died, I had written her off. I was angry. Angry that her choices had caused her to miss so much of my life. But life can move forward through forgiveness.
That is why I created Behind the Chair Foundation and the Amarylis Scholarship for Higher Learning in her memory. They are my way of carrying forward a legacy of forgiveness, hope, love, strength, courage, resilience, and redemption.
I no longer carry the pain of losing her the way I once did. Instead, I help her legacy live on by serving others and helping heal wounds she never had the chance to heal herself while she was here on earth.
I believe her soul is pleased with every child we help, and one day it will be pleased with every woman coming out of incarceration who finds hope, purpose, and a second chance.
That is how I honor my mother.
(Founder—Cynthia Moore is in the blue)
