Mother and her passing

My children lost both of their Grand Mothers in a two week period. Their mother's mother passed the first week of February of colon cancer, after a long period of  suffering.  My mother passed February 19 and I was there. I learned from my daughter that it is OK to tell your dieing family member that it is alright to go, so they don't worry about you being alright on your own.  I did that and about an hour my Mother left. When she was dieing she looked like no one I ever knew. I guess our death changes us as we decide to move on to the next world.

I know both of those ladies are in heaven. They worked tirelessly for their families. My Mother raised five children and I don't know how she maintained her sanity. She was a saint to deal with five children and her husband. I know I am a handful for my my wife and we only have one boy, hers.  I have raised two children on my own and they kept me running all the time. God bless you Mother. As I continue this blog, I am sure I'll have stories to share of my antics as a boy.

At her funeral I spoke of a song I sang as a boy in the church choir on Mother's day. I had one letter to sing and I was very excited and nervous to sing my letter. As my part was coming up, I looked up from the song sheet and saw my mother in the second row crying.  There are not many things that make me cry but seeing her cry made my eyes well up and I couldn't see the song sheet. To this day I don't even remember if I got my letter out.  The song was written by a man in WWI;

This is the poem: MOTHER

M is for the million things she gave me,

O means that she's only growing old,

T is for the tears she shed to save me,

H is for her heart of pure gold,

E is for her eyes of love sweet shining and

 R means right and right she'll always be,

put them all together  they spell MOTHER 

 a word that means the world to me.

I will always miss our early morning coffees!