The "Final Days"

Day 17 of 19: I preached anyway. That would be Mama's request.

Day 18 of 19: Greeting friends and viewing the body privately.

Day 19 of 19: Five years ago today, the funeral. I am so glad I spoke there; it has been a source of therapy and comfort throughout these past five years.

The day of days.....

Day 12 of 19----Christmas Eve. Afternoon spent at bedside; late night spent flying down the road to get to the hospital after church, sleeping all night in a coat and tie

Day 13 of 19----Christmas Day. Left at 6am to see the kids open presents; worked 8 hours to stay ahead, spent the night at the hospital.

Day 14 of 19----The first full day of silent breathing. The laboring was gone.

Day 15 of 19----Silent breathing continued (to our relief)...

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Today is Day 16 of 19, the first day I was not going to the hospital. Until the BP went to 60/30. I went in the evening.

She passed at 1127pm. Five years ago tonight.

I love you, Mama.

As I was driving home.....

.....I wondered late tonight if there was any significance to December 13th in my personal history.

Didn't take me too many years counting backwards to realize....

...I had my last "real" conversation with my Mama four years ago tonight. Our communication in the hospital was very little; most of it as she slipped into a coma for the last time.

Four years already. Happy thought: ...it is NOT the last conversation I'll ever have with her.

:)