My mother passed away on December 3, 1998. It was one week after Thanksgiving. The weird part of this is that since I married we would always eat Thansgiving dinner with his family and go to my parents house for leftovers later in the day. In November of 1998 I told my mother-in-law that I wanted to go and eat with my family this year. We traveled to their house and was to spend 4 nights with them. On Thanksgiving day I told my mom I wanted to decorate the tree so it would be all done when the family showed up. She loved it!! I not only decorated her tree but I had to put out all of the christmas decor as well...she had nothing to do after I was finished. We had a wonderful dinner with the family on that Thursday. On Friday morning I told my mom that we were gonna go ahead and go home, that I had things to do and I knew she wanted to get some shopping done for christmas. On Thanksgiving day we were discussing where to have Christmas....was it to be at mom and dad's, my brothers or at our house?? My mothers comment was it does not matter to me where Ya'll do it. Now that I think back I really believe she knew something that the rest of us did not know. My mother lost a brother in September of 1998...he passed in his sleep of a heart attack and that really got to my mom. She would say things like she would be the next to go, and she would wake in the middle of the night and get completely dressed because she did not want to pass away and be found in her night clothes. With me being a nurse I thought she was just going through a depression. We left on Friday morning as planned. I think I talked to her once over the weekend and then she phoned on Wednesday night to see how my son was feeling...he had been sick. I was not home and she told my husband that I did not need to call her back. Well with getting home late and all I did not call her.....How I wish I could change that.....On Thursday morning just as I was about to walk out of the door the phone rang. It was my husband, he said Teresa your mom has passed away, he did not want to tell me but he knew it was best to tell me while I was still at home and not at work. My brother said that he could not tell me something like that. My Uncle had tried to call but I must have been in the shower. I had a brother that lived right next door and it was up to me to inform him of the most horrible thing I have ever heard of. My husband rushed home to be by my side. I did not even pack any clothes I just had to get to my parents house which is almost 3 hours away. I felt as though I was in a bad dream and if I could just wake up it would go away and everthing would be ok. I remember pulling up in front of the house and my brother and dad, and I could not tell you who else were standing outside. I gave my dad a hug and walked in the house to see loads of family sitting around...that is when I lost it. I looked for my mom but she was no where to be found. I felt as if someone was reaching inside of me and yanking my heart out. She was such an adorable lady...beautiful, nice, friendly, a great mom and an even a more wonderful friend.
The days that followed were hard as you can imagine. I kept telling my self I should have called. I feel like I never got to say goodbye!!
Two Years have gone by and it still seems like yesterdy but as for seeing my mom it seems like an eternity has gone by. I live each day for my family and knowing that my mom is watching over me everyday!! What more could I ask for...than to have such a wonderful guardian angel!! |
