Go with God

Mom finally let go and let God take care of her. I like to think it was my prayer with her that finally allowed her to let go. She said she was afraid to die, so I prayed with her and asked God to take care of her and to not let her be in pain. I reassured mom she was a good mother and that she did a good job raising us, she should be proud of her grown children. Let her know that we would all be alright if she joined our brother and the rest of her family in heaven. She felt at ease after that visit and it was the last time I saw my mom. She asked God to take her that week and he complied! He waited till she was in a deep sleep and carried her soul off to heaven. She never know of our brother, Larrys passing, so we try to imagine her surprise when he greets her at the gates of Heaven!  I thought I was taking it alright, but I keep breaking out in tears. I have a brief thought of running to the nursing home and visiting her or showing her a picture...telling her what happened over the weekend, then the tears flow! I know this too shall pass, but till then, I weep. I weep in sorrow, I weep in joy and I weep for no reason at all. One day the tears will dry up and I'll just have smiles when I think of her! Lord knows she left one heck of a large family behind to carry on her genes!  So, mom... go see Dad, David Lee, the baby you lost at 9 months old that none of us got to know, Larry, your mom and dad and all your 13 brothers and sisters AND their husbands and wives! You're not alone! You have everyone there to take your hand now and we have your memories. With All the love a daughter could have,  Bobbie