My dearest, precious Mother died last Saturday of PC that had matastized to the liver. My dad took care of her the last 3 months, she elected to do organic juicing and eating. My dad had to phone 911 the evening of their 56th anniversary because her coughing was so bad he was concerned. From that moment until her death was about a week. I was with her most of the time and spent 1 night with her. I was with her when she drew her last breath.
I am so sorry for those here and the pain that they had with their parents death. It is not the way to die.
I am an only child and very close to both of my parents, they live just 10 minutes from our house. My children are their only grandchildren. I phoned mom every morning and we always talked for HOURS each week. I am grateful that we lived with everything said that needed to be said as far as our love for each other.
My mom's death last Saturday was one of the most joyful and peaceful experiences of my life. I'm telling you I touched heaven with her when she died! I will never be the same. She smiled a number of times as we talked and prayed during her final days, hours, and minutes. There are times I'll break down and cry for a while and then remember back to the place I 'saw" and experienced with her in those final minutes and I cannot help but laugh with joy. I'll miss her terribly...I do.
My dad and I have told many people that death is nothing to fear...it is not a "departure" but an "arrival" for those who know Jesus. Heaven is such a real place and so very close! I'm committed to telling this to people after my amazing experience of the reality of heaven....and there is great peace to those who know Jesus.
My mom had lost so much weight. It didn't look like her, but I cannot describe how beautiful she was...even the nurses talked about it....there was such a peace and joy on her face in the midst of these horrible diseases.