1825 Days…..
Remembering Mom on the fifth anniversary of her death
Two years ago at 1:59 p.m…
“There was no longer anyone who would ever again claim me as their child. No longer was anyone living who had …
Christmas Eve – 1961
Christmas eve in 1961. It’s the night I was introduced to “Happy”—-a small white curly haired stuffed dog. …
The dancing of Angels….
There is an old saying that is appropriate as I reflect on Mom’s 89th birthday; the first since her death …
A message from Mom
Last Wednesday evening I got a call at 7:30 from the company that engraved and installed Mom’s grave marker. They …
Happy Thanksgiving
I was checking voicemail the other day and, mysteriously, this voicemail from November, 2011 from Mom was among the messages. …
Universal law
I have discovered a universal law; one that we are not aware of until it directly impacts us. Becoming aware …
Full circle
LETTER FROM A MOTHER TO A SON: My dear boy, The day you see I’m getting old, I ask you to …
I’m glad you’re home
Gary read this at Mom’s Prayer service…… Reflecting back on the last five weeks I realize I’ve learned a great …
Sacred Ground
We stood on sacred ground. Room 34 at Agrace HospiceCare was her home for 37 days. Yes, it was sacred …
A lesson in grief
A lesson in grief—all because of two pictures. Let me explain. When we were going through things in Mom’s house …
A death unlike any other
“There was no longer anyone who would ever again claim me as their child”….
Never Too Busy
I sensed the Spirit-Presence stirring in my heart. “May I come in”” the Presence seemed to say, and then it …
It’s my honor
Early in the course of Mom’s stay at Agrace, there was an interaction I had with one of the nurses…
She was smiling…
Looking at Mom when her body was in the casket, I saw a smile. A sweet smile that betrayed the …
Tears
…This was the second time in three years that we were taking her from her home and moving her to new and unfamiliar territory. She had adjusted well to life at Attic Angels and she was now being brought into a new environment….
Magical moment
I sent this email while sitting in Mom’s room at Agrace HospiceCare. Hi Barb, There are those few moments in …
Sacred Ground
The waves come crashing in and there is no running from them. The waves are the tears. The tears start and there is nothing that can stop them….
Healing through remembering
It is important for me to remember the past two years and the journey that we have all taken with Mom …