Saturday, February 11, 2012
This morning I got up a little earlier than usual, and took off around 0920 to pick up Mom's clothes at the nursing home so I could do the laundry today. When I arrived, the nurses met me in the hall, to let me know that Mom had just passed away. She hadn't wanted to get up for breakfast, and she had turned down her meds, and moments later, she slipped away. They had been trying to reach me. My brother arrived soon after, and we sat with Mom until the hospice nurse arrived and called the funeral home. We had some time before they arrived, to talk with the hospice nurse, and with the nursing staff that took such good care of Mom for the last 10 months of her life.
I have great ambivalence about this. I'm going to sorely miss having my Mom. But she has wanted to go for more than two years, and I know she's glad God finally remembered her. I have this vision in my mind tonight of Mom and Pop, all dressed up and dancing with their buddies that have been gone for a while, maybe to Glen Miller's orchestra, or Benny Goodman. The last time they danced together was two weeks before Pop passed away, in 2005.
Rest in peace, Mom. I love you.
Posted by Pat in Rockport, TX at 8:21 PM