What I find difficult now though....is not being able to grieve with her as I always had when a loved one passed. It was therapeutic for both of us. Now I grieve without her.
I have observed her throughout my life and she had taught me well. She was strong for my dad when he was ill and even stronger in rebuilding her life without him. She was simple with her possessions but extravagant with her personal relationships which included her love for Our Lord, the Virgin Mary, her husband, children, grandchildren, extended family and friends. She went to church, studied the bible, belonged to a prayer group, volunteered, belonged to her seniors group and still lunched with her same bunch of friends that she knew as a child. When my youngest daughter was 2 years old and choking on a piece of candy....while I was frazzeled...she calmly, quickly and meticulously picked her up, held her upside down by her feet and hit her on the back. The candy came spewing out. She saved my daughter's life. I would say her life was full in every way.
I think my sister put it so lovely. "Mom was our first love and it's hard to say goodbye".
As we sat with her as she was fading away like the morning dew from this life into the next....I couldn't help but think. "Be not afraid. You shall see the face of God and live". Her spirit will live in my heart forever. I love you mommy. ~amy