My mom passed away last night at the age of 96. I feel that it wasn’t a coincidence that Jeff’s opening paragraph had Scripture in it saying “Absent from the body, home with the LORD. Just when I needed it. I do so much appreciate the willingness of readers to post Scripture as GODS word will not return empty.
My mom passed away last night at the age of 96. I feel that it wasn’t a coincidence that Jeff’s opening paragraph had Scripture in it saying “Absent from the body, home with the LORD. Just when I needed it. I do so much appreciate the willingness of readers to post Scripture as GODS word will not return empty.
So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it. Isaiah 55:11
I was with Mom when she went to Heaven. She had Alzheimer’s for several years by then, had her own vocabulary but amazingly could sing some favorite hymns along with Dad. Several days before I had been sitting on her single bed, leaning over her, but she wasn’t paying any attention to me, she was looking over my shoulder and smiling and waving I am sure, at some beings above us. I marveled……We were grateful that her roommate had been moved down the hall so that we could have the family privacy those last days. She passed away a week later.~~~Years ago, I was out of town when the mother of my friend passed away. I went to visit her dad after I came home, and asked about Mae’s last days. He said, “Oh maybe you don’t know about when she was in the hospital before”. I said “No, tell me.” He said, “Well, she had circulation problems, her legs swollen twice their size, and she had been in a coma for several days”. So the family was around her bed, when suddenly Mae sat up, raised her arms in the air, and told them “I’ve seen Him! He’s not ready for me yet, He sent me back!” And fell back on her pillows. She passed away ten years later. I’ve often wondered, what did God still have to make ready for Mae before she could come?!
Perhaps it was for this very moment, for you to share this story with hundreds of us right here today. He wasn’t ready for her yet because He wanted her story of excitement and joy to be shared, to reassure and bring joy to each of us reading this today.
I was just thinking this same thing this morning. I went outside to throw out some food scraps in the green bin when one of my neighbors rode by with one of his children in a bike seat. I called out a good morning greeting to him. He swung back around to chat. Really, I think it was to tell me about how his wife had been diagnosed with stage 3 ovarian cancer. She’s stable after some very aggressive treatment. I wished them well and hoped for a complete remission. He hoped so, too, but he said, “You know, it’s ovarian cancer.” So, I told him about my aunt who was diagnosed with ovarian cancer, had a hysterectomy, went into remission, and is still here some 30 years later. (She’s in her 80s now.)
His face lit up and he said, “Oh, really?”
I smiled. “Yes.”
“That’s great news.”
Not long after, he continued on his ride.
Hope. We must hold hope even in the darkest times and believe we can make it through it all.
Please share with your neighbor & his wife the book "How to Starve Cancer," by Jane McLelland. She is a cancer survivor (cervical, then 5 years later, lung) since 1994. She underwent traditional therapies - chemo & surgery - but also spent lots of time and energy figuring out which repurposed drugs & supplements could block cancer pathways. My own daughter has benefited from her "roadmap," which each person must individualize.
I would, but, to be honest, I have shared many times in the past only to have people get angry with me. This neighbor is a radiologist, very nice, but also very indoctrinated. There’s no question she got both shots and most likely boosters. I don’t know her well enough to offer the information.
You know, sometimes when encounters happen, or don’t happen, I want to look down and see whether I have left a trail….a trail as the snail might leave? Silvery on the sidewalk? And then I think “Ah-mazing! I was meant to be here, this time, and this place! “.~~~And I thought I was only stopping for gas and picking up cleaning….. So your exchange might leave the opening to say something later, when they need you to say more….”orders my steps”. Hmmm? Breaking ground, as in planting ? Keep it up Some day their pride might melt, when you’re handy.
After reading your comment, I thought of a new children’s book that I recently read, “Ishmael the Snail”, written by Madeleine Chalk, daughter of a friend. I think you would enjoy it :)
There are many people who have gone on to what they thought was their “final destination” only to be sent back to finish the work that Father has intended for them…I love to watch Randy Kay’s interviews of people that have experienced an NDE and have gone up to meet Jesus and the Father…and yes, there are some that got sent to the DOWN Elevator…but were sent back to Earth to straighten up their act and to warn the rest of us that there IS Life after Death, and we all have a decision to make: acknowledge Jesus as your Lord & Savior, ask Him to be the Lord of your life, and follow Father’s commandments. If you choose to deny His existence and ignore His teachings, just remember Eternity is a mighty long time. Where would YOU rather spend it?
Right before my dad passed away, when he was in the hospital, he started looking up at the corner of the ceiling and started to describe the beauty he was seeing and how beautiful it was where he was going, and my mother was sitting beside him and said she wanted to go there with him too, and he said, “no you can’t go with me not for a long time.” I knew in that moment my mother was going to live to grow old. My dad was 67 my mom 66 at the time. My mom is now 81, and still going strong!
The last day of my dad's life, I was sitting with him at the nursing home talking.
He said: "I saw my mother today." I asked what she said. He told me she said everything will be fine. He was staring up at the ceiling and was very calm and relaxed. We'd talked before about deceased-to-this-life family contacting us and I asked him to do that if he could once he got to the other side. He said he would.
He said he saw God the day before. When I called the parish priest to let him know, he said, "It won't be long now." My dad died about 4 hours later, around 11 pm. The nurse who called was stunned as his vitals had been fine at her last check. My mom and I went to see him before he was taken to the funeral home. My dad had a great smile on his face.
The funeral home must have removed the smile because he didn't have it when he was laid out. But no matter - we saw it. :)
And my dad has come back several times. It seems like a random event but it's comforting.
Oh shure! But I referred to her saying “He’s not ready for me yet,” wondering what other plans Up There were yet to be completed before she could come It makes me smile, remembering the Truth we can believe in these times
I love this, thank you so much for sharing! When my grandfather passed away, my brother was with him, and my brother said afterwards that witnessing how my grandfather looked and what he said before he passed made my brother absolutely sure that there was an afterlife. It was a transformative experience for him.
I lost my oldest daughter, their best friend and my son was in coma for 40 days…..long days.
But what an experience was for me. I have to choose between flaying back to Mexico City for their funeral or going to Acapulco to be next to the living one….So in that long night and following day I make the decision to choose life.
I got to the hospital in Acapulco two days later and my son has been twice on the table for brain surgery.
Nobody will give him any chance, so I told them that the Lord will raise him up again and he will testify to all of them.
(Catholics in Mx. have a very different perspective of the Word)
About 3 years later, I was with my son in the pool and I was feeling the little hole in his scalp and I asked him what he could remember about those days he was in coma.
His answer was, I remember when you were kneeling next to me praying in my ear……
Then he described the whole scene, very calmly and when through the details.
The only way he could do that was he was looking from the top of the room, his soul was outside his body.
BTW he’s doing great 19 years later. Praise Got for It every day.
Oh Carlos, how heartbreaking to lose your daughter and their friend 😢 and what a difficult time to be with your son wavering between life and death. The Lord does hear our prayers and I am so glad your son was able to continue to live. I have heard many people relate experiences of loved ones hearing their prayers and loving words in similar situations. It definitely makes a difference! Many blessings to you and your family 🙏
That is lovely. Both stories. There is MORE. When my nephew died of cancer at 22 years old, after a leg amputation didn't stop the cancer, he started running in his bed and telling his mom he could see where he was going and couldn't wait to get there.♥
Wow, verrrrry special… that one should be shared with young people who doubt their worth and talents. And future. Tic Toc and ear blaring music not the answer. We know the end of the story, and Bill Gates won’t take the time….he will wish he had. And truly, “this world is not my home, I’m just a passin’ through” 🎶
Your sharing this important life story with us, Sharon, is the main reason why I keep "checking in" with this C & C "army" (for so we are - battling the tyranny and evil swirling around the world now). Mae was indeed in tune with her Creator and she fulfilled her supreme "calling" in life!! May we all be "Maes" in this sad, sick world!!
That's a great story! I am currently taking care of my mother - 2 years now. Trying to keep her out of assisted living and I write about it all to keep my sanity. Jeff mentioned May 30 as the original "Memorial Day" and I just wrote a post about my veteran father that passed on that very day in 2015. Before he was doped into a paralyzing waking coma with morphine he kept looking up and saying, "there it is" and kept repeating "wait a minute". Thought I'd share a link to my post as it seems fitting... banjocatcreative.com/language-of-the-heart ... Thanks for sharing your story here.
Yes! I have that book, and two by Randy Kay, who has a ministry dealing with the testimonies of people who clinically died and went to Heaven (some to Hell, and YES, it does exist!) but were sent back to finish the work they were meant to do…Randy’s on YouTube if anyone wants to go check him out. His videos are so very uplifting & inspiring!! 🙏🏼😇🥰
My mom died at 95. That morning she told a caregiver that she wanted to go be with her husband in heaven.
A few hours later ladies from the neighborhood came with cake and champagne to celebrate her 95th birthday. And a few hours after that, she passed quietly on her bed. When I got the news all I could say was good for you mom. A blessed life and a desired passing. What could be better?
My mom is 96 and keeps growing in the Lord, although she wants to go home. She says she thinks of that song which says "This earth is not my home, I'm just a'passin through". Thank God for these pillars that have gone before us and may we have the strength to make this world a better place.
“This earth is not my home, I'm just a'passin through". My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue. The angels beckon me from Heaven’s open door and I can’t feel at home in this world anymore.”
May perpetual light shine upon your dear mother and may her soul rest in peace in the eternal loving arms of the Lord- She ran the race and kept the faith. Your faith is a testament to her exemplary life.
My grandparents never stopped missing 2 of their children who died decades before them. They lived and enjoyed their other 7 children and the vast families each of those created over a lifetime, but that one spot in my grandparents’ hearts which belonged to each child could only be for that child. Love lasts a lifetime and tho it is difficult at times, loving another so fully is completely worth the challenges.
We always hold those we love who passed into the REAL SIDE of life close to our hearts and minds, Roland. The death of a child is particularly gut wrenching - and I am sure you never need reminded of that fact. ((HUGS)) to you and your beloved family.
36. She had been depressed for at least 3 years, and went off the rails, leaving her husband, but keeping him on the hook. Never took any of our advise, and really got bad the last year when she saw a Frankenstein shrink and he gave her 5 toxins that she herself said " broke my brain". She was too proud and too broken to ask us for help, or even reconcile properly. Can't remember her ever saying she was sorry, but she said it twice in her note. She is much better now, and we get along better now than the last 20 years she was still in this world.
I had a similar experience. My mother was in the hospital with Alzheimer’s and a broken hip. She had only a few weeks left to live. It was a Catholic hospital and a Catholic priest came in going about his rounds of Catholic patients. He happened to be the priest from our parish and was known to love music. My mother had not spoken for at least a year. He sang the Holy holy holy and my mother (who is Italian) started singing with him! At that moment a ray of bright sunshine blasted through the window (in rainy November in Seattle) and landed right on my mother. It was amazing.
You know, the health pharm and hospital leaders, no matter what they have done, and still plan to do, cannot touch the spirit and the Promise that we have in this: though the tickets for loved one arrived earlier than expected, the trip for them would be glorious and eternal….we can triumph in that sure knowledge. Take that oh thou wicked ones! but….and there will be quite a different time table and destination for all of You!
Sorry for your loss, dear Chuck. I, too, lost a sister on Friday evening; the Holy Scriptures are always a source of comfort at this time. God bless you.
May the Lord bless you & keep you, may his face shine upon you & be gracious to you, may the Lord look upon you with kindness & grant you peace.
My mom passed away 1 yr ago yesterday. Chuck, may you be blessed with others who remember your loss one year from now. That has been such a gift for me. I wish that for you as well.
My mom passed away last night at the age of 96. I feel that it wasn’t a coincidence that Jeff’s opening paragraph had Scripture in it saying “Absent from the body, home with the LORD. Just when I needed it. I do so much appreciate the willingness of readers to post Scripture as GODS word will not return empty.
So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it. Isaiah 55:11
I was with Mom when she went to Heaven. She had Alzheimer’s for several years by then, had her own vocabulary but amazingly could sing some favorite hymns along with Dad. Several days before I had been sitting on her single bed, leaning over her, but she wasn’t paying any attention to me, she was looking over my shoulder and smiling and waving I am sure, at some beings above us. I marveled……We were grateful that her roommate had been moved down the hall so that we could have the family privacy those last days. She passed away a week later.~~~Years ago, I was out of town when the mother of my friend passed away. I went to visit her dad after I came home, and asked about Mae’s last days. He said, “Oh maybe you don’t know about when she was in the hospital before”. I said “No, tell me.” He said, “Well, she had circulation problems, her legs swollen twice their size, and she had been in a coma for several days”. So the family was around her bed, when suddenly Mae sat up, raised her arms in the air, and told them “I’ve seen Him! He’s not ready for me yet, He sent me back!” And fell back on her pillows. She passed away ten years later. I’ve often wondered, what did God still have to make ready for Mae before she could come?!
Perhaps it was for this very moment, for you to share this story with hundreds of us right here today. He wasn’t ready for her yet because He wanted her story of excitement and joy to be shared, to reassure and bring joy to each of us reading this today.
I was just thinking this same thing this morning. I went outside to throw out some food scraps in the green bin when one of my neighbors rode by with one of his children in a bike seat. I called out a good morning greeting to him. He swung back around to chat. Really, I think it was to tell me about how his wife had been diagnosed with stage 3 ovarian cancer. She’s stable after some very aggressive treatment. I wished them well and hoped for a complete remission. He hoped so, too, but he said, “You know, it’s ovarian cancer.” So, I told him about my aunt who was diagnosed with ovarian cancer, had a hysterectomy, went into remission, and is still here some 30 years later. (She’s in her 80s now.)
His face lit up and he said, “Oh, really?”
I smiled. “Yes.”
“That’s great news.”
Not long after, he continued on his ride.
Hope. We must hold hope even in the darkest times and believe we can make it through it all.
HOPE and JOY are fruits of the Holy Spirit - and make our lives here on planet earth worth living!
Please share with your neighbor & his wife the book "How to Starve Cancer," by Jane McLelland. She is a cancer survivor (cervical, then 5 years later, lung) since 1994. She underwent traditional therapies - chemo & surgery - but also spent lots of time and energy figuring out which repurposed drugs & supplements could block cancer pathways. My own daughter has benefited from her "roadmap," which each person must individualize.
I would, but, to be honest, I have shared many times in the past only to have people get angry with me. This neighbor is a radiologist, very nice, but also very indoctrinated. There’s no question she got both shots and most likely boosters. I don’t know her well enough to offer the information.
You know, sometimes when encounters happen, or don’t happen, I want to look down and see whether I have left a trail….a trail as the snail might leave? Silvery on the sidewalk? And then I think “Ah-mazing! I was meant to be here, this time, and this place! “.~~~And I thought I was only stopping for gas and picking up cleaning….. So your exchange might leave the opening to say something later, when they need you to say more….”orders my steps”. Hmmm? Breaking ground, as in planting ? Keep it up Some day their pride might melt, when you’re handy.
Sharon,
After reading your comment, I thought of a new children’s book that I recently read, “Ishmael the Snail”, written by Madeleine Chalk, daughter of a friend. I think you would enjoy it :)
Thank you! I like spending time in children’s sections, especially book artwork, and I am at Barnes and Noble often.
Gently offer-even a radiologist is looking for hope❤️
I love that you said that Lyndsay. That you took it to that level. I believe that.
Absolutely! Lessons to be shared and learned. Thank you.♥
This right here - exactly. Thank you for sharing
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There are many people who have gone on to what they thought was their “final destination” only to be sent back to finish the work that Father has intended for them…I love to watch Randy Kay’s interviews of people that have experienced an NDE and have gone up to meet Jesus and the Father…and yes, there are some that got sent to the DOWN Elevator…but were sent back to Earth to straighten up their act and to warn the rest of us that there IS Life after Death, and we all have a decision to make: acknowledge Jesus as your Lord & Savior, ask Him to be the Lord of your life, and follow Father’s commandments. If you choose to deny His existence and ignore His teachings, just remember Eternity is a mighty long time. Where would YOU rather spend it?
Right before my dad passed away, when he was in the hospital, he started looking up at the corner of the ceiling and started to describe the beauty he was seeing and how beautiful it was where he was going, and my mother was sitting beside him and said she wanted to go there with him too, and he said, “no you can’t go with me not for a long time.” I knew in that moment my mother was going to live to grow old. My dad was 67 my mom 66 at the time. My mom is now 81, and still going strong!
Beautiful - thank you so much for sharing this very important life moment - for death is just the reverse side of our "Life Mirror".
Death is just a pause in the conversation. ❤️
As St. Paul wrote in his epistle..."Now..we see through a glass darkly...but THEN...face to face" What joy to finally SEE our Lord Jesus Christ!!
The last day of my dad's life, I was sitting with him at the nursing home talking.
He said: "I saw my mother today." I asked what she said. He told me she said everything will be fine. He was staring up at the ceiling and was very calm and relaxed. We'd talked before about deceased-to-this-life family contacting us and I asked him to do that if he could once he got to the other side. He said he would.
He said he saw God the day before. When I called the parish priest to let him know, he said, "It won't be long now." My dad died about 4 hours later, around 11 pm. The nurse who called was stunned as his vitals had been fine at her last check. My mom and I went to see him before he was taken to the funeral home. My dad had a great smile on his face.
The funeral home must have removed the smile because he didn't have it when he was laid out. But no matter - we saw it. :)
And my dad has come back several times. It seems like a random event but it's comforting.
And for those of you : the book, and the movie, “Heaven is Real,”. Pretty stunning family story
That is so beautiful! These types of stories give me peace.
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Or maybe He had more work for Mae to do, more people to reach, more people to love and influence.
Oh shure! But I referred to her saying “He’s not ready for me yet,” wondering what other plans Up There were yet to be completed before she could come It makes me smile, remembering the Truth we can believe in these times
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I love this, thank you so much for sharing! When my grandfather passed away, my brother was with him, and my brother said afterwards that witnessing how my grandfather looked and what he said before he passed made my brother absolutely sure that there was an afterlife. It was a transformative experience for him.
It is indeed
My children were in car accident
I lost my oldest daughter, their best friend and my son was in coma for 40 days…..long days.
But what an experience was for me. I have to choose between flaying back to Mexico City for their funeral or going to Acapulco to be next to the living one….So in that long night and following day I make the decision to choose life.
I got to the hospital in Acapulco two days later and my son has been twice on the table for brain surgery.
Nobody will give him any chance, so I told them that the Lord will raise him up again and he will testify to all of them.
(Catholics in Mx. have a very different perspective of the Word)
About 3 years later, I was with my son in the pool and I was feeling the little hole in his scalp and I asked him what he could remember about those days he was in coma.
His answer was, I remember when you were kneeling next to me praying in my ear……
Then he described the whole scene, very calmly and when through the details.
The only way he could do that was he was looking from the top of the room, his soul was outside his body.
BTW he’s doing great 19 years later. Praise Got for It every day.
Oh Carlos, how heartbreaking to lose your daughter and their friend 😢 and what a difficult time to be with your son wavering between life and death. The Lord does hear our prayers and I am so glad your son was able to continue to live. I have heard many people relate experiences of loved ones hearing their prayers and loving words in similar situations. It definitely makes a difference! Many blessings to you and your family 🙏
Appreciate you brother. Be blessed
Technically, it’s sister ☺️😁 But thank you 🙏❤️
POWERFUL testimony of the existence of the SOUL!!! God created and breathed!! Muchas gracias, Carlos!
My sister was with my grandma when she passed and said it was the closest to heaven she has ever been, as the Lord came and took Gram home.
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Those we love come back to us to help us cross over. Ive seen it several times where the person crossing over talks to deceased love ones.
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That is lovely. Both stories. There is MORE. When my nephew died of cancer at 22 years old, after a leg amputation didn't stop the cancer, he started running in his bed and telling his mom he could see where he was going and couldn't wait to get there.♥
Wow, verrrrry special… that one should be shared with young people who doubt their worth and talents. And future. Tic Toc and ear blaring music not the answer. We know the end of the story, and Bill Gates won’t take the time….he will wish he had. And truly, “this world is not my home, I’m just a passin’ through” 🎶
Your sharing this important life story with us, Sharon, is the main reason why I keep "checking in" with this C & C "army" (for so we are - battling the tyranny and evil swirling around the world now). Mae was indeed in tune with her Creator and she fulfilled her supreme "calling" in life!! May we all be "Maes" in this sad, sick world!!
That's a great story! I am currently taking care of my mother - 2 years now. Trying to keep her out of assisted living and I write about it all to keep my sanity. Jeff mentioned May 30 as the original "Memorial Day" and I just wrote a post about my veteran father that passed on that very day in 2015. Before he was doped into a paralyzing waking coma with morphine he kept looking up and saying, "there it is" and kept repeating "wait a minute". Thought I'd share a link to my post as it seems fitting... banjocatcreative.com/language-of-the-heart ... Thanks for sharing your story here.
Look up the book, “Imagine Heaven,” by John Burke. Some wonderful true stories, interviews around the world, second book more recent
There is a new show on Angel Studios called After Death. I just saw the advert for it yesterday.
Yes! I have that book, and two by Randy Kay, who has a ministry dealing with the testimonies of people who clinically died and went to Heaven (some to Hell, and YES, it does exist!) but were sent back to finish the work they were meant to do…Randy’s on YouTube if anyone wants to go check him out. His videos are so very uplifting & inspiring!! 🙏🏼😇🥰
I don’t think there’s a hell. The Pope said as much 25 years ago.
I will forever regret that I did t stay with my Mom on “that” night. 💔
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My mom died at 95. That morning she told a caregiver that she wanted to go be with her husband in heaven.
A few hours later ladies from the neighborhood came with cake and champagne to celebrate her 95th birthday. And a few hours after that, she passed quietly on her bed. When I got the news all I could say was good for you mom. A blessed life and a desired passing. What could be better?
My mom is 96 and keeps growing in the Lord, although she wants to go home. She says she thinks of that song which says "This earth is not my home, I'm just a'passin through". Thank God for these pillars that have gone before us and may we have the strength to make this world a better place.
“This earth is not my home, I'm just a'passin through". My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue. The angels beckon me from Heaven’s open door and I can’t feel at home in this world anymore.”
♥ Yes, those are the words she sings to me in her sweet voice. I count myself blessed to have such a mother. Thank you for the lyrics!
Amen to that.
That is lovely—I can’t think of a better way to pass from this life ❤️
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And to live to 95 is such a blessing! My grandmother lived to 93. ❤️
I had a great aunt, who lived to over 100 yo. She was my kindergarten teacher (her last year of teaching). The whole class called her Aunt Peg.
Wow, very special
Taking care of my mom... this really made me tear up. I hope and pray this is what happens for my mother. Thanks for sharing...
I am deeply sorry for your loss Chuck. May you find comfort knowing that your mother is “home with the Lord”.
I very much do!!
May perpetual light shine upon your dear mother and may her soul rest in peace in the eternal loving arms of the Lord- She ran the race and kept the faith. Your faith is a testament to her exemplary life.
Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep, By Clare Harner
Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am diamond glints on snow.
I am sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake and greet the dawn
I am the day as it is born
I am birds in circling flight
I am the soft starlight at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there.
.
I did not die.
Beautiful. Brought a tear to my eye thinking of our daughter. Wife had just said she misses her a lot of late, and so do I.
I hope it’s not awkward to say “hugs” to you and your wife, Roland. I am teary eyed thinking of you and the sorrow you are both feeling 💔
I’m literally crying my eyes out right now. So overcome with the sense of loss.
I know 😞💔 So much sorrow in the comments today 😢
Glad it’s not just me 😭
My grandparents never stopped missing 2 of their children who died decades before them. They lived and enjoyed their other 7 children and the vast families each of those created over a lifetime, but that one spot in my grandparents’ hearts which belonged to each child could only be for that child. Love lasts a lifetime and tho it is difficult at times, loving another so fully is completely worth the challenges.
We always hold those we love who passed into the REAL SIDE of life close to our hearts and minds, Roland. The death of a child is particularly gut wrenching - and I am sure you never need reminded of that fact. ((HUGS)) to you and your beloved family.
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Remind me the age she was? 😢🫂
36. She had been depressed for at least 3 years, and went off the rails, leaving her husband, but keeping him on the hook. Never took any of our advise, and really got bad the last year when she saw a Frankenstein shrink and he gave her 5 toxins that she herself said " broke my brain". She was too proud and too broken to ask us for help, or even reconcile properly. Can't remember her ever saying she was sorry, but she said it twice in her note. She is much better now, and we get along better now than the last 20 years she was still in this world.
heartbreaking Roland. 😢😩
May the God of all comfort wrap you in his love and fill you with a peace that only comes from knowing Him. 🙏Amen
I had a similar experience. My mother was in the hospital with Alzheimer’s and a broken hip. She had only a few weeks left to live. It was a Catholic hospital and a Catholic priest came in going about his rounds of Catholic patients. He happened to be the priest from our parish and was known to love music. My mother had not spoken for at least a year. He sang the Holy holy holy and my mother (who is Italian) started singing with him! At that moment a ray of bright sunshine blasted through the window (in rainy November in Seattle) and landed right on my mother. It was amazing.
You know, the health pharm and hospital leaders, no matter what they have done, and still plan to do, cannot touch the spirit and the Promise that we have in this: though the tickets for loved one arrived earlier than expected, the trip for them would be glorious and eternal….we can triumph in that sure knowledge. Take that oh thou wicked ones! but….and there will be quite a different time table and destination for all of You!
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Beautiful story! That’s our God, ever present and ever revealing His love. I just got shivers.
Amazing and filled with the love of our Creator God who sees each and every hair on the head of His 'children'!! The SON is the SUN of creation!!
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Sorry for your loss, dear Chuck. I, too, lost a sister on Friday evening; the Holy Scriptures are always a source of comfort at this time. God bless you.
I'm so sorry Marsha - May she rest in peace and may you and your family be consoled. I will keep all of you in my prayers.
Thank you for this kindness.
So sorry for your loss.
Thank you for your kindness.l
So very sorry for your loss. Praying for you and your family.
I appreciate your kind words and prayers. Thank you.
So sorry Marsha!
Thank you for your kindness, Jean.
May the Lord bless you & keep you, may his face shine upon you & be gracious to you, may the Lord look upon you with kindness & grant you peace.
My mom passed away 1 yr ago yesterday. Chuck, may you be blessed with others who remember your loss one year from now. That has been such a gift for me. I wish that for you as well.
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May your beloved mother's soul rest peace with our Lord. 🙏 I am sorry for your loss Chuck. May our Lord comfort you today and in the days to come.
My condolences. She lived a long life, as did my Mother.
My condolences. She will continue to be with you in spirit. What a joy for her though!
So sorry for your loss. The finest generation! They went through the Great Depression and WWII. My sweet Mom is 98!
May your mom rest in peace and may you be comforted.
God bless you.
I'm so sorry for your loss, Chuck, but so glad that you have the assurance that you will see her again.
So sorry for your loss. That Scripture is what I had put on my moms head stone.