There comes a time

To say Goodbye. The most intimate relationship of the human experience is the Mother/child. To experience the severance of that in the expiration of the physical body is in my humble experience, one of the greatest opportunities for personal growth, however, fraught with the full spectrum of emotion. Even with the benefit of advanced notice and preparation its’ impossible to anticipate how it will be responded to.

So now what? As I see and perceive the impact writing seems the natural thing to do. I can’t. Time to process and digest what has happened. The source that brought me into this world is gone now. I was her first. A celebration of her presence and impact will ensue, along with the tedious details that accompany the passing of loved ones.

It seems and everyone has said that she waited to let go until I arrived. Friday I arrived and came to her bed, clearly not comfortable she saw me and smiled and said “you made it”. My niece who has been giving care took leave to get some nourishment. I sat with her (Nana-Nancy), she wanted to go downstairs but could not move. I helped her to the edge of the bed where she attempted to stand several times and could not. There I held her and she fell asleep, which she had not done since 3 AM the morning before. It was then I accepted what was to come today.

Family and close friends were here over the weekend and paid their respects and we shared in camaraderie near the end. It was quite an occasion all day Saturday and night. She left us 1:50 Pacific time today. Remember those you care for and make sure they know you care. Goodbye Nana, I love you

21 thoughts on “There comes a time

  1. I am reminded of the Ecclesiastes (I think) passage and Byrds’ song. Again, it’s the attitude. I wish you and your family an easy passage through all the details of tying up whatever loose ends may appear, in both the short and longer terms. Those are part of the journey as well and will hopefully provide some additional unknowns about your mom in the process. The More You Know…

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  2. Ah! My friend. Part and parcel of life…
    I understand, completely. My dad passed last July and I, too, was happy that his suffering had ended. I miss him, you will too. Suddenly a memory will just appear out of nowhere, it will for you too. My dad comes to me in the form of a crazy, dancing little bird; and this little bird has traveled 1200 miles to see me! I hope something silly like this happens for you too!
    And you can be CERTAIN that she waited for you…I can feel that.
    Many Sweet Blessings to you ❤

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