Several month ago my mother took a turn for the worse. I came home for lunch to find her... well not herself. She looked up at me and with a smile said "I'm ready to go... I'm ready to go home momma." I of course called EMS immediately... mom was in the hospital for a time and then came home. I don't remember the details of what made her sick that time. What I remember most was the way I felt and how she was after. Hearing those words... she was ready to die... and it tore me up. Even after she came home it was weeks before I could really be around her. It completely tore me up. Thanks to prayer and a good friend I was able to move past the incident but I knew mom's time was coming. I did begin to spend time with her again but things were different. I coiuld no longer take her places... Dad had to lift her both into the car and into her chair at home. She was out of it most of the time... barely able to carry a conversation. Mom was no longer living but existing.
She surprised us though and in her last couple of weeks was making great improvements. She was more alert and even gaining strength. She wanted to go into a rehab center to build her strength even more. She was happy and we all had hope. One thing mom never gave up was hope.... she kept dreaming of her leg regrowing. She knew the power of the Lord and she believed in miracles. I think that is why she lived as long as she did. You see mom should not have lived this long. She had many close calls and therefore many miracles. One such example was her diabetic coma. Her blood sugar was well over 1800. She should not have lived but she did. She lived and she continued to serve. It was good to see that light back in her eyes those last couple of weeks.... That joy that was completely her.
I Love You Mom
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