Mom – The Last Night with You

I clearly remember all the details of spending that last night with you in the hospital.

I watched you suffered

as you moaned in pain.

I hold your hand endlessly, trying to ease your pain.

I asked for medical attention

but they did not come up with anything effective.

All I could do was to sit close by, praying for you.

In the morning, you went away and we have to part.

God finally eased your pain

but broke my heart.

 

Mom, I Miss You.

I knew that cancer was going to take you away eventually.

I just didn’t believe that eventuality would come so  unaware.

Never have I needed to deal with the brutality of missing you when I wake up.

Now that brutality would not even go away when I try to get to sleep.

Mom, I miss you.

 

Psalm 23:1-6

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep – Poem by Mary Elizabeth Frye

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep – Poem by Mary Elizabeth Frye

Do not stand at my grave and weep 
I am not there. I do not sleep. 
I am a thousand winds that blow. 
I am the diamond glints on snow. 
I am the sunlight on ripened grain. 
I am the gentle autumn rain. 
When you awaken in the morning’s hush 
I am the swift uplifting rush 
Of quiet birds in circled flight. 
I am the soft stars that shine at night. 
Do not stand at my grave and cry; 
Only now I realize she is everywhere.

Mama, Always Something There to Remind Me

I walk along the city streets you used to walk along with me
And every step I take reminds me of just how we used to be
Mama, well how can I forget you?
When there is always something there to remind me
Always something there to remind me………………………………….

This photo is posted in memory of my beloved mother who passed away last week.

The photo was taken in her early twenties.

Loss of My Loving Mother

Although you’re gone, I’m not alone,
And never shall I be,
For the precious memories of the bond we shared
Will never depart from me.

Our love surpassed the ups and downs
And helped us along the way,
And that same love will give me strength
To manage this loss each day.

On my mind and in my heart,
Mom, you shall forever be,
For just as much as I am a part of you,
You are a part of me!

My loving mother passed away peacefully yesterday 26 July 2017.
May she rest in peace in the loving arms of God.