On the one year anniversary of my mom’s passing to pancreatic cancer, I drove to Golden Gate Bridge and tossed a little more than 120 daisies (my mom’s favorite flower) over the bridge into the Pacific, and said a few words in her honor. She’s always been, and always will be, the strongest person I’ve ever known. She will be missed more than I could even attempt to put into words.
Copper Baby
One of very few positive moments of my trip to Florida for Thanksgiving was receiving this… a small, sculpted chunk of copper that brought back loads of memories the instant I laid eyes on it. It brought back memories of helping my mom dry the dishes she was washing at the kitchen sink, and seeing this thing on the window sill. To this day, I’m still not even sure what it is or where it came from. It brings back positive memories, though, and that’s all that matters.
I’m not spiritual, but…
This is still sweet.
“God saw you getting tired and a cure was not meant to be,
So he put his arms around you and whispered “Come to Me”.
With tearful eyes we watched you, as we saw you pass away.
Although we loved you deeply, we could not make you stay.
Your heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best.”
- Irish Funeral Prayer.
Saying Goodbye, Still
I expected to be here in Dade City, Florida for 5, 6, maybe even 7 days tops. Turns out, I’m going to be here for two weeks on the dot. I leave tomorrow (Friday the 28th) around 2:30 in the afternoon. Not that I should be surprised in the least, but after the doctors told my family and I that my mom wouldn’t make it past the (first) weekend, she’s lasted two weeks longer. Over the past two weeks, she’s had plenty of ups and downs, but it’s obvious that she’s not going to last much longer.
Saying Goodbye
Disclaimer: I’m typing this as I’m in my mother’s hospice room. I haven’t seen her for almost 8 months and she’s half the weight she was when I last saw her. I’m watching her die. Everything below is just being typed as it comes to mind. I can’t guarantee that any of it is going to make any sense.
