...thoughts on death and dying
Haven't written anything in several days. Mom died on Wednesday May 19th just past Noon... she was 95.....it has kept me pretty occupied by supplying several days worth of things to do... :)
I was heading back to the Manor to rejoin Ellen and my sister who were holding down the fort... knowing death was immanent... I was just pulling into the parking lot at the rest home ... about the same time Mom was pulling out with the Lord... Ellen had just left the room looking for the nurse .... I met her in the hall. She was crying as she told me she thinks Mom is gone.... she was getting a nurse to verify that Mom's years of pain were finally over...
I went quickly the rest of the way to the room... I have actually experienced very little of death and dying for someone who has been hanging around here for as long as I have... almost 75 years... but I knew she was no longer there the moment I walked into the room... that was only the very old... very well used place where she used to live... now she lives in a brand new resurrected body... where she no longer has any pain... no more suffering... just filled with the joy of her new surroundings...all I can think of was how exciting it must have been for her to meet Jesus face to face like that... that He would actually come just to get her and escort into the rest of her life....
Ellen and I had an incredible relationship with Mom... somehow the Lord arranged to have her finish her time here on earth right here in Morrisville, VT. She had sold her home in Hackensack, N.J. to move in with my brother Jim in Pennsylvania.... we all knew it was time for her to get into assisted living of some sort. We were so thankful that she chose to move here... into the Manor in Morrisille.
The last 4-1/2 years became the years of the family... some of the best years of my life... got to build an awesome relationship with Mom... only wish I had had a similar opportunity with my dad. He died 11 years ago just before reaching 90. We never had a relationship.
That's another story. There are lots of stories as you know if you have been following along here with Philip's Musings...many more stories now....about death and dying that this latest experience has triggered.
We'll be back...
:)
I was heading back to the Manor to rejoin Ellen and my sister who were holding down the fort... knowing death was immanent... I was just pulling into the parking lot at the rest home ... about the same time Mom was pulling out with the Lord... Ellen had just left the room looking for the nurse .... I met her in the hall. She was crying as she told me she thinks Mom is gone.... she was getting a nurse to verify that Mom's years of pain were finally over...
I went quickly the rest of the way to the room... I have actually experienced very little of death and dying for someone who has been hanging around here for as long as I have... almost 75 years... but I knew she was no longer there the moment I walked into the room... that was only the very old... very well used place where she used to live... now she lives in a brand new resurrected body... where she no longer has any pain... no more suffering... just filled with the joy of her new surroundings...all I can think of was how exciting it must have been for her to meet Jesus face to face like that... that He would actually come just to get her and escort into the rest of her life....
Ellen and I had an incredible relationship with Mom... somehow the Lord arranged to have her finish her time here on earth right here in Morrisville, VT. She had sold her home in Hackensack, N.J. to move in with my brother Jim in Pennsylvania.... we all knew it was time for her to get into assisted living of some sort. We were so thankful that she chose to move here... into the Manor in Morrisille.
The last 4-1/2 years became the years of the family... some of the best years of my life... got to build an awesome relationship with Mom... only wish I had had a similar opportunity with my dad. He died 11 years ago just before reaching 90. We never had a relationship.
That's another story. There are lots of stories as you know if you have been following along here with Philip's Musings...many more stories now....about death and dying that this latest experience has triggered.
We'll be back...
:)
