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10-16-2014 06:52 PM #1
Heaven Called, Mom Answered
It's been a lil over a week now. Issues started about 2 weeks ago.
Mom had a massive cerebral hemorrhage. From onset to surgery was about 45mins to an hour. We got the call as she was being transported. My Bride instantly got on the phone & got me tix to fly first available flight.
Straight from Airport to Hospital!! All 4 of us kids were there, 2 of 6 Grand children, 2 of 5 Great Grand.
Next day we go- Nurse says " She can hear you, so go ahead and talk to her. We got some responses this morning- She gave us thumbs up, raised her right hand a tad, gave us a bit of a wave. She was responding to Dr.s voice."
So, we talked. We cried. We Prayed. We softly sang some Hymns.
I held her hand and talked. I asked if she knew it was me, she squeezed my hand twice! Our 2 daughters came in right off the road. She squeezed each of their hands.
This went on for a few days.One day her eyes started to flutter open just a tiny bit!! Praise The LORD, She will pull through!!
Well, one by one, our LOA times were running out. I got home on a Tuesday.
On the following Saturday, at 4:25PM, My older brother texted us VIA Mass Message--
Mom is in Glory
That Wednesday, Her Life was celebrated -- Tears of sorrow, tears of Joy, Laughter, Giggles, and Sighs.
The Sunday this started --
Mom, Dad, little brother go to Church as usual. Choir sings
" Holy Ground "
Mom stands up, lifts her hands.
After service they have a gathering at the Altar, to meet and greet Elders, Decons, Pastor, etc.
Dad said she wanted to go " Hug All Their Necks ". She did.
Ok, here is a small twist--
Mom has been wheel-chair reliant for close to 7yrs!!
I, for 1, believe Heaven called, Mom answered, and The Lord waited for all of the Brood to gather before He led her Home.
Mom had always liked Hot Rods. She would always get me shirts with some type of hot rod on it, and tell me what she liked about it. She would love the car shows. The sparkle in her eyes when we would talk about my old truck.
I cry because I miss Her, I laugh because I remember Her.
And then a newer model....
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