It is only fitting that it is snowing, on the day we laid our Beautiful Mother to rest. She loved the snow, and loved watching it fall. The snow will fall and blanket Camp Butler, and in the morning there will be no evidence of a grave opened and closed. There will only be fresh white snow. What a wonderful way to end the day, with a promise that tomorrow, everything that was broken will be made new. Answered prayers come in many ways, tonight my answer came in the form of snow :)
Saying good bye to someone is never easy, especially if you know that it may be the Last time you may ever see them, hug them, whisper that you Love them. You want to hold on to them forever and never let go......and then you have to leave...with that doubt in your mind, the whispered lies floating through your mind, taking root, that you were not there enough, that you didn't hug, kiss, or say you loved them enough. It's enough to crush you...enough to make you want to hide away from everyone.....even yourself. This is where we are...my Beautiful Mom is on hospice..and I am trying to wrap my head around that word.. Hospice......such a scary word....its the knowledge that the end is near, but never knowing when that final day will come. The past few months we have been making every opportunity to be with her, we knew this was coming, and we were going to make as many memories with her as we could, but there will always be more memories we want to share with her. ...
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