Just recently, I was at Mama’s, and on occasion, Daddy and I will go through a cabinet or drawer and see what in the world she’d tucked away. In a cabinet we’d been in before was this photo, really big photo, hard to miss, but somehow we had. I don’t know that I’d ever seen
healing
The Gift.
Twenty-four days ago, my Mama went to heaven. It’s taken me these three weeks to put this on paper because it’s so precious to me and it’s hard to share right now… it’s on my heart every day. When someone passes, there always seems to be interesting things that happen, signs either not noticed before
The Bouquet.
I share this here so I can keep it with memories I’ve kept of Mama. I wrote it a few nights ago, a short time before she left us. I was watching her breath, her little heart struggling, and I was trying to envision her journey as she left us here and went to heaven. Daddy
Another Gift.
This week, I experienced something that may seem so insignificant to some, especially if you’ve not…
Letters to Linda.
Mom’s doctor made a house call today to see what had changed with her in these last couple of weeks. When he left, we were all changed. He told us he’s fairly certain she’s had a stroke. We were not really shocked because a couple of weeks ago, we saw drastic changes pretty much overnight.
This Side of Heaven.
It was such a hot July day and we planned to get Mama to the beach for one last time before she went to heaven. It sounds almost uneasy to say it that way but it was the simple truth. At that point, she’d had dementia for nine years, her body was deteriorating before our
Mama and Little Debbie.
My Mama was a great cook, she just never wanted anyone in the kitchen “under her feet” when she was cooking – that’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it. Seriously though, Mama worked full-time as long as I could remember and came home tired and just wanted to get supper on the table. At
God-sent moments.
The Moments with Mama are ever changing and always hard to absorb. Every day is…
Linda’s Lipstick.
Last night, Mama and I made our usual route around the big metropolis of Mebane…
It is What It is.
I walked in at Mom’s yesterday to take her for a ride around town. Our wonderful caregiver, Sharon, was with her, and Mama just smiled when I walked in like she knew me and had not seen me in years. She does that every time I see her and it never gets old. While Sharon
Inside Those Eyes.
I didn’t think my rushed nerves could take 15 minutes to watch the video…
