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A Journey With My Mom, #1


A Journey With My Mom, #1

This is a bit of a difficult write for me, as it’s very emotional, but I really want to share these experiences, which can come to us at any time, as we contemplate and deal with the potential loss of a parent. I went through this with my Mom early in 2013. I was told by the family that she was dying, so I flew from Canada to Scotland to be with her for 3 weeks, and, since it might be the last time I saw Mom, I wanted to treasure that time in the form of a daily journal. This writing is a result of that time spent with my Mom.

My Mom is still with us today, and just got out of hospital again, so all this is once more fresh in my memory. The thought that she IS dying, though it’s a very slow and degenerative process of the body, and that I am so very far away, still is a matter of much grief.

Though there is much sadness in this sharing, there is also much comfort and hope, and being with my Mom was such a blessing. I shared with others in a different format and it became a blessing to them. This is why I will do the same here.

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This is a poem I wrote about Mom.

Mom

She lays quietly in her bed
Not a peep….
Drifting in and out of an unknown place
That we can only know as sleep

Her misshapen, gnarled hands move
Slowly exploring
Her chin, her nose, her ear, her brow
Relentlessly discovering

Where does she go?
My prayer is that it is to God
To quiet communion with Him
Who matters the most

Sipping nourishment through a straw
Lifted to change
Repositioned in the bed by caring hands
Sheets and blankets rearranged

How long, Mom?
How long must you endure?
Before you see the King of Kings
And know new life for sure!

A few words here and there
Slurred of speech
But precious as the rarest gem
And almost out of reach

I love you, my dearest and only Mom
Do you know?
I wish you only Jesus Christ
Fly to Jesus, Mom! Go!

In Him, you will be whole again
In Him…….free
In Him, there will be no more pain
And your shut eyes will once again see

I’m torn, Mom, wanting you to stay
With us, here
But placing you in God’s good hands
And trusting Him with my fear

Fly to Jesus, Mom!

Fly to Jesus!

And LIVE…….

Ann Justin, Jan 25, 2013

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