This past Thursday on March fourth it was four years ago since my Mom passed away. This was a few days after having suffered a severe stroke. I was with my Mom the last few minutes of her life. It was a sad but wonderful experience. That day it felt like I was given the honor of ushering my Mom into Heaven.
A few days after my Mom's death four years ago I wrote about my experiences the day of her death and the days following in my weekly blog post. In that blog post I talked about eternity and also care-giving for a loved one. Bear with me as I bring back today the words and sentiments of that blog post . Below is what I wrote four years ago. It is addressed to family caregivers for whom this blog was originally started. Yet I hope it a blessing to others as well :
"My Mom passed into eternity a few days ago on Saturday, March 4. One might think this has nothing to do with family caregivers. Yet really all of life is about eternity. This life is merely a preparation for eternity. All the struggles the loved one for whom you are caring is enduring and all the struggles you also endure will be nothing when you begin experiencing the glories of Eternity some day. In that future day you will experience these glories which are beyond our ability to fully comprehend now, if you are the Lord's child. Therefore II Corinthians 4:18 reminds us to fix our eyes on the Lord and on what is yet unseen and not on the temporary and on what our eyes can see now.Will you then indulge me, as I share a little of my experiences of these recent past days? As of Thursday I am home again in WI back from my trip to MN. I was physically and emotionally tired upon arriving home and still am in many ways. Yet my experiences while away from home though sad were also rich and sweet. Saturday morning, March 4, I was the only one of my siblings with my Mom at the moment. I had the privilege of talking to my Mom, singing songs to her, and reading Scripture to her. There was no outward response, but I believe she heard me. Very shortly after she passed into Glory. I marvel at God's timing in this in so many ways. I will always consider it a special gift.
Visitation night on the following Tuesday and the funeral day on Wednesday were also special moments. There were moments of weeping, shared hugs, and shared memories. We were also reminded not only of the fact that my Mom is with the Lord, but we were reminded of our shared precious faith and Godly heritage that we have in my family.
My Mom was a caregiver for my Dad for a few years in the same way as I was a caregiver for my husband, Wayne. We both had to rely on the Lord during those years. We both had to release our husbands to Eternity at a certain point. I lived five hundred miles away from my Mom; so I was not able to be directly involved with her care-giving in the same "hands-on" way, as I had for my husband. Yet I am thankful that I may have been her caregiver in those last moments of her life.