I remember it like it was yesterday. We were on our way to the lake for a mini family vacation. The phone rang and it was Carla calling to tell me that she was being taken to the hospital again. I was a little confused but continued on to the lake. I called my brother immediately after we arrived and he told me that our mom had another stroke. I was ready to turn around and come home however we were only there for 1 night and if it were anything like 2 years prior, she would be in a coma for 4 ths. I decided to stay however John was to call the second anything changed. Throughout the day there was no news and then the phone rang. It was my brother calling at 3:30am and he went on to say, the doctor would like the whole family to meet at 8:30 at the hospital..of course I was scared, it couldnt be a good thing if the doctor wants us to all be together..It was a good thing Slades parents kept the kiddos at the lake because I was about to receive the worst news of my life. We were taken back to a pivate room, one that I had seen before 2 years prior but this time it didnt feel the same, It seemed small and almost suffocating. He sat down and proceeded to tell us that the bleeding in her brain is irreversible and that she would never be our Mother again. We had a choice to make that no child should ever have to make. We could either let our mother live out her days in a complete vegetable state, or we could say our goodbyes and let her be with God. This was not a choice, she would never had wanted to spend her life scared and unaware of her surroundings, never knowing who it was that was holding her hand or trying to feed her, she always said,, quality, not quantity The decision was to be made for the next morning. That was the longest night of my life. As we sat there waiting for the chaplain, not a word was spoken. He finally arrived and we began to pray. At 10:20 they started to unplug the machines that she clung to for that next breath. My brother and I each grabbed one of her hands and held it tightly. At 11:08 she took her last breath. At 11:12 On July 25, 2011 an angel gained her wings. She was off to fly in the heavens and look down on us and all we do. She was now not only my mother, my best friend, but she was now my guardian angel. I stood up and held my hands over her eyes and leaned over to kiss her on her forehead. That was the last time I would ever kiss her sweet face again. I love you more each day and thank you for making me the person I am today. You are truly missed by many but I still hold on to the thought of seeing you again. May you rest in peace my sweet mom, I love you with all my heart!
Posted on: Fri, 25 Jul 2014 18:24:19 +0000