My Mother was the sweetest soul I've ever met. Growing up I was the center of her world. She was selfless in every way putting my needs and want in front of her own. She kissed my boo boos and rocked me when I was scared. When I was 8 she had a mini stroke. My Dad was out of town and nurses decided to sneak me into the ICU. Even then she was not worried about herself but said to me "but I was supposed to make you macaroni and cheese". As I grew her love and devotion continued. She truly was my biggest fan, never missing a single school or sporting event. She made sure I had the $80 guess jeans while her jeans came from walmart. My Mom was far from perfect but the love she showed me was perfect.
When I married and began a family of my own, she was right by my side. She took being a "Grammy" very seriously making sure to spoil her grandkids every chance she got. She loved her grandkids with the same ferousity as she did me. She was there holding my hand when I gave birth to Mason and McKenna and she was there when we welcomed Nicholas and Arden into our family. Not even cancers devastating effects could stop her from spoiling her grandkids. About a month ago in a wheelchair buzzing around HEB she put 4 toys into the shopping basket, 1 for each of her beloved grandchildren.
Recently We celebrated Grammys 67th birthday with an incredible surprise party that brought tears to her eyes. I am so thankful for that memory. A few days we celebrated my parents 40th anniversary a true testimate of the love and companionship they had for one another.
This past week I learned that despite my Moms will and desire to live a cure was not be had. She slowly became weaker and unresponsive. It was important to me to keep vigil by her bedside. On Tuesday I signed her Do Not rescuititate Papers and the prayers for the dying were said. She briefly opeaned her eyes and looked at me. I knew the end was near.
My heart broke as I kissed and hugged my Mother and Best friend goodbye, telling her to go with the angles as she drew her last breath.
For Christmas I gave her a bracelet that said "the love btw mother and daughter is never ending. I wear that bracelet today in honor of the love my mother and I shared and I wrote this POEM a few days before she passed away.
The Love between a Mother and Daughter never ends, though your gone I feel your spirit under my skin.
How do you say goodbye to someone who has always been by your side?
Your biggest fan and bestest friend until the very end.
I sit next to you knowing what lies ahead remembering the good times that run through my head. How can this be, how will I go on, I have to believe your spirit lives on.
Your breath so loud, your voice so weak, my beautiful Mother is still in there, so sweet.
I'm waiting, and worrying about the future when in reality nothing is worth more then this day.
I know life will go on, but a void will be left without you by my side. Through the good times and when I cry, I miss you already my dear sweet mom, your memory will never die!
Your feisty spirit and loving heart will live on within me with every thought.
Someone told me grief hurts so much because of the special love we share, Death leaves a heartache no one can heal but Love leaves a memory no one can steal.
The love btw a mother and daughter is truly never ending, We may be physically apart but you will forever be in my heart.
I love you Mom. I am always with you, Your Loving Daughter Christi
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
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