At 6:00 a.m. my mother passed away from my sight. She is not dead. I fully believe she is in the presence of the Living God with my father. It was hard to let her go, but was so heart wrenching to watch her lay in that bed suffering. She was surrounded by her five children. I was not at her bedside, having gone home for a break, but she waited until I got back to pass. How loving. How humbling.
My family and I have had an outpouring of love and comfort from family, friends and acquaintances. It's amazing how one woman touched so many lives. And it's very strange to know she will not be in that house for us to gather around any longer. The pain comes and goes, and will do so for a while. Do you ever get over losing your parents? Are we officially orphans now? I've been sleeping with one ear to the phone so long, waiting for a call from or about her, I don't know how to sleep any other way.
The finality of it is almost devastating, there is no getting away from it or around it. We will lay her earthly body down beside my father Saturday afternoon. That gives us a measure of peace.
There will be a day with no more tears, no more pain, no more fears....He'll wipe away the tears.....