I want to thank you all for your prayers and kind comments and patience as I am grieving the loss of my mother. She passed away last Thursday morning, and I am so grateful that I was able to be with her when she took her last breath. It was difficult, but it was definitely Sacred Space.
I am thankful that we had two precious weeks in hospice celebrating life with her. She taught me so much all of my life, but she taught me a lot in those last two weeks, too.
Waiting for a death is a lot like waiting for a birth. You just don’t know when the actual moment will be. There are lists of indications of the moment, but no one follows those lists like clockwork. Believe me, we were looking at that list. We wanted to know even though we knew that we could not know. Everyone is trying to grasp some control when there is none. Also, some people don’t even experience some of the signs that the moment is approaching. Family gathers. There are tears. It’s messy. There is conflict. You just hope you are doing the best you can. No one knows what you’ll have to go through to get to the end, but everyone knows the end result. With my mom, there was even life after the moment.
The last words Mom spoke to me were, “It’s a journey, isn’t it?”
It is indeed, Mom. Oh, what your journey must be like now!
Thanks be to God.