I'm so sorry about your mom. I know the pain.
My beloved dad was diagnosed with Pancreatic cancer december 2011. It was discovered through metastasis in liver. He didn't want any chemo treatments etc. 3 1/2 weeks later he feel asleep in death.
The last 3 days he slept a lot. He was comfortable. Laying on a special airfilled mattress to help him breath comfortably. Morphine. Surrounded by family. Holding his hand, sitting next to him talking positive memories, touching face. Though he didn't have the strength to respond much we knew he could hear us. I'm sure our voices comforted him.
Talk with her. Talk about your good times. Things you appreciate about her. Why she's a good mom. That you're gonna be okay. Sing, read to her.
3 yrs has gone by and I miss dad much. Miss our chats on Skype and phone. Miss his sweet messages on my voice mail.
Though the pain is still present, it doesn't cut as deep. I do tear up as I think of him, but I also smile when I remember the good stuff.
For me, right now, we can't talk because it's like he's on a trip and has no cellphone connection.
I take great comfort in that he's not suffering and that I have the hope of seeing him soon. Not in a distant place. Right here, on earth. Smiling, whistling, walking up and embracing me. A hope that he too expressed before he died.
This hope is, for me, absolute, because it's promised by our awesome Creator. The God who cannot lie.
Eccl 9:10. Acts 24:15. Psalm 37:29. Isa 33:24. Rev 21:4.
I pray God's peace settle over you and within you. (Php 4:6,7)
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I'm so sorry about your mom. I know the pain.
My beloved dad was diagnosed with Pancreatic cancer december 2011. It was discovered through metastasis in liver. He didn't want any chemo treatments etc. 3 1/2 weeks later he feel asleep in death.
The last 3 days he slept a lot. He was comfortable. Laying on a special airfilled mattress to help him breath comfortably. Morphine. Surrounded by family. Holding his hand, sitting next to him talking positive memories, touching face. Though he didn't have the strength to respond much we knew he could hear us. I'm sure our voices comforted him.
Talk with her. Talk about your good times. Things you appreciate about her. Why she's a good mom. That you're gonna be okay. Sing, read to her.
3 yrs has gone by and I miss dad much. Miss our chats on Skype and phone. Miss his sweet messages on my voice mail.
Though the pain is still present, it doesn't cut as deep. I do tear up as I think of him, but I also smile when I remember the good stuff.
For me, right now, we can't talk because it's like he's on a trip and has no cellphone connection.
I take great comfort in that he's not suffering and that I have the hope of seeing him soon. Not in a distant place. Right here, on earth. Smiling, whistling, walking up and embracing me. A hope that he too expressed before he died.
This hope is, for me, absolute, because it's promised by our awesome Creator. The God who cannot lie.
Eccl 9:10. Acts 24:15. Psalm 37:29. Isa 33:24. Rev 21:4.
I pray God's peace settle over you and within you. (Php 4:6,7)
With sincere love, E ♥
December 23, 2014 - 11:25pmThis Comment
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