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I was on my way to see my mom with my grand-puppy, Samson. My brother Kerry called and told me Mom had passed. I won't get into my feelings of loss and out of sorts going down the road. I was just not expecting her to go today, September 7, 2019. However, two days ago, I told her on the whiteboard, "I know you said you are tired. I love you-always. You can go be with GOD, Stacy, and Jesus whenever you are ready. We will see you when it is our time. Your children, me, Keith, Kerry, and Craig wi ll be okay and we all love you very much, always." I had told my brother, Kerry, I didn't want to see Mom take her last breath like I watched our dad do. Mom must have known. Our mom passed to the spirit realm at about 1:30 p.m. today, September 7, 2019. Mom would have been 79 in a few more (one week) days. I told GOD that she doesn't have to wait for her birthday. I do not want my mom to suffer. I want her to be happy, comfortable, and without fear. I know th...

I had a dream about Mom this morning, on August 23, 2019. I had just seen my mom yesterday before I went to work. My youngest brother, Craig, said that the Hospice nurses had just been with Mom a lot of the morning. Mom was looking really good. I bent over her bed, on the right side, and gave her a hug and a kiss. I could feel her right hand tapping me in reciprocating my hug. I wrote on the whiteboard and told her about Todd getting cancer treatment in Mexico because the United States doesn't offer the same kind of cancer care and treatment. I showed her some pictures on my phone of Todd and Kloey on San Diego beach, the day before they went into Mexico. Behind them were seals lying on the shore, something you don't see over here on the east coast of the United States in Vero Beach, Florida. Of course, we don't see many whales either and there just so happened to be a Rare Whale and her calf in Sebastian Inlet a few winters ago. I captured the mother on my digital camera....

I feel lost these days. My youngest son is fighting melanoma cancer in a hospital in Tijuana, Mexico. My mother is tired and giving up after a major stroke in January 2018. Today is August 22, 2019 and I cannot seem to wrap my brain around the thought of what is happening. My mom was healthy and so was my son. How did she go down hill so quickly at the age of 78 after the stroke that took 40% of her brain, left her with Aphasia, yet she was walking down the street, trying to cook, trying to learn how to use the phone, and learn how to write, and learn how to talk all over again? And, how did my 37 year old son get melanoma? How and why do other people die and develop cancer at such an early age? Why? Why? Why? How? How? How do I survive my feelings of loss and helplessness? Isn't life supposed to be enjoyed? What do I do to get to the acceptance part of my grievances? To answer those question, I do a lot of different things. I take care of my son's little Yorkshire, Samson,...

Dear family, My mom is going to go into the spiritual realm soon. Mom is tired and wants to go. Hospice will come in and make sure she is comfortable and her passing peaceful. I will let you know after the transition of Mom's spirit transcends from her body into the realm of spirits. I ask that all of you say this prayer with me for my mom: Dear God have mercy and forgive my mom for anything and everything. Dear God show my mom you love her and keep her spirit safe. Dear God, take away any fears my mom may have. Dear God, make sure my mom is content and happy in her body, mind, and in her spirit now and always. Dear God, comfort my mother now and always. I ask this to be granted in God's Holy Name and in Jesus Holy Name. Amen. So be it! Dear God, I thank you for granting our prayer, and I thank everyone for saying this prayer with me. Dear family, you can add to this prayer. Love, Connie

Dear Siblings, I never knew I would have witnessed our father's last breath. That was my first experience of watching anyone pass. Dad and Mom saw us take our first breath, heard us say our first word, watched us take our first step. They changed our diapers, and our clothes. They gave us baths and watched us grow. They kissed our boo-boos and mended our wounds. I never knew I would be doing the same for our mother. I am happy that Mom is comfortable with me helping her while she is in a most vulnerable way. I am happy she trusts me. I know how awkward it was at first, for both of us. I gave my children baths and my grandchildren, but I never knew I would be helping our mom in this way and she may have never knew it either. Although it is sad to see Mom like this, I am happy that I am able to help her in this way. I have accepted that this is Mom now, that things have changed. I do not grab my phone to call her anymore. That habit is gone, although the thought crosses my mi...