Going Home… Going Home…

My Mom passed away sixteen April 16ths ago. Three April 16ths ago, after the long held belief “nothing ever dies on the www” had dawned on me, I knew in my heart of hearts that… in a sense… I could immortalize her. With that comforting thought in mind, I blogged Mom’s story. Since I shall eternally deem this to be my writing at its very finest… on this April 16th, I now reblog… relate the final page and paragraphs from the final chapter of my Mom’s Earthly life and times…

CommonSenseTom

My Mother had enjoyed a remarkably healthy life for eighty-nine years. But after her heart attack in early 2002, things were never the same again. At first, my caregiver efforts (with a homecare agency assist) worked out fine. But the following year, after she broke her leg, she wound up in a nursing home. It was there that pneumonia seriously complicated matters.

My cell rang in the eleventh hour on that fateful Tuesday morning. Her doctor’s prognosis was grim…

“Your Mother is in the active stage of dying.”

The nursing home only a mere mile away, I was seated at Mom’s bedside within fifteen minutes.

What was to become my twenty-two hour vigil had begun. For the first six hours, Mom was talkative. We professed our love, prayed, reminisced, at times, even laughed. We reveled in our joyous, carefree mood where… had I not known better… I’d have believed she’d…

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