mossystate
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Sorry, but I did not know which board I should/could post this on.
I was in the chatroom and a couple of people sent private messages, telling me they had heard I was seriously ill. As far as I know, I am a fairly healthy person *s*
My Mom did die on the 11th of April and I think that is what got tangled up in the chat grapevine. I was with her when she died. She had been diagnosed with end-stage cancer on the 15th of March, after having been in some considerable pain. She was not the type of person to complain much about such things, or perhaps she knew something was seriously wrong and feared she would have to leave her house ( she was 86 ).
Out of all 10 of her children, she requested that I stay with her and be her main caregiver. I love the gift that I was given and even though a few of my siblings became angry at how I protected her in her last days, I know I did what was the very best for her. It was a very intense and sad and beautiful thing to experience. She knew I would be very attentive, mixing humor in when needed.*S* I really loved taking care of her, always being by her side. She had more strength than any person, of any age, that I have ever known. She never saw a flower she did not admire..never saw a baby she did not want to kiss..never saw an animal she would not stop to pet. She was not a Hallmark card all the time ( thank goodness! ), but she was a person who would literally give you the shirt off her back. Those people who stand with cardboard signs, asking for money?..they loved my Mom. If someone said, "Mom, chances are they will spend the money on booze or drugs", my Mom would say, "I don't care what they spend it on, if it helps them in some way..they are out here for a reason".
She got to stay in her house until the end. She also planted primroses, on her hands and knees..for hours ( that woman!! ) the day before she was diagnosed. She asked me to take her kitty, Bucky. He is a sweet guy who made the last 7 months of my Mom's life happy after her kitty Shep died after being with my Mom for 22 years. I hope I do right by that kitty..me, a 'mom'..uhoh.*W*
It is very difficult right now because of all the family fighting, to be able to properly grieve my Mom and I think that is one reason I decided to mention her passing out here. I hate to ask for support at times, but would appreciate anyone who might know a little what I am going through to get in touch..would be much appreciated *s*
This is a sad Mothers Day for me, but I will go hug Bucky and we will talk about Mom.*S*
I was in the chatroom and a couple of people sent private messages, telling me they had heard I was seriously ill. As far as I know, I am a fairly healthy person *s*
My Mom did die on the 11th of April and I think that is what got tangled up in the chat grapevine. I was with her when she died. She had been diagnosed with end-stage cancer on the 15th of March, after having been in some considerable pain. She was not the type of person to complain much about such things, or perhaps she knew something was seriously wrong and feared she would have to leave her house ( she was 86 ).
Out of all 10 of her children, she requested that I stay with her and be her main caregiver. I love the gift that I was given and even though a few of my siblings became angry at how I protected her in her last days, I know I did what was the very best for her. It was a very intense and sad and beautiful thing to experience. She knew I would be very attentive, mixing humor in when needed.*S* I really loved taking care of her, always being by her side. She had more strength than any person, of any age, that I have ever known. She never saw a flower she did not admire..never saw a baby she did not want to kiss..never saw an animal she would not stop to pet. She was not a Hallmark card all the time ( thank goodness! ), but she was a person who would literally give you the shirt off her back. Those people who stand with cardboard signs, asking for money?..they loved my Mom. If someone said, "Mom, chances are they will spend the money on booze or drugs", my Mom would say, "I don't care what they spend it on, if it helps them in some way..they are out here for a reason".
She got to stay in her house until the end. She also planted primroses, on her hands and knees..for hours ( that woman!! ) the day before she was diagnosed. She asked me to take her kitty, Bucky. He is a sweet guy who made the last 7 months of my Mom's life happy after her kitty Shep died after being with my Mom for 22 years. I hope I do right by that kitty..me, a 'mom'..uhoh.*W*
It is very difficult right now because of all the family fighting, to be able to properly grieve my Mom and I think that is one reason I decided to mention her passing out here. I hate to ask for support at times, but would appreciate anyone who might know a little what I am going through to get in touch..would be much appreciated *s*
This is a sad Mothers Day for me, but I will go hug Bucky and we will talk about Mom.*S*
