27th August
2010
I’ll never forget her, the size of a minute. She gave me great, sloppy kisses and held my cheeks and told me she loved me.
MM would look up at Wayne and tell me, “He’s a nice man.” There was a great 90th BD celebration for her recently.
Until 2 weeks ago she still rolled her chair up to play bingo! But I noticed she became quiet, her little head bobbing in fatigue.
A few days ago I inquired about her to learn she had been transferred to acute care at our general hospital. Today I walked in to see her portrait on the mantel, “In memory of – - -”
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She’s gone ‘home’ and is whole again…..
Bless her heart…..
What a gal! How many smiles that might not have been, had your roads not crossed.
I continue to read your words about taking care of “your” Wayne. It always brings to mind the little duties, tasks and “ins and outs” of taking care of my little mama in the last years of her life.
I remember being tired and tense and emotional during all that time, complaining some. But there is nothing that will replace my satisfaction of helping and loving her at the end of her life.
It stays with me still – and will always, I reckon.
Bless you in this time with Wayne and the others in his residence!
May you know peace and rest and comfort in the midst of caring.
(I’m very emotional today, I can tell.)
~Mad(elyn) in Alabama
Aw, Jean–you have made some of the residents you meet at Wayne’s place part of your heart and home.
Bless you–can’t think of anything else to say to you. Prayers and thoughts for you, always.
Well, losing someoneis hard – but I know God must be enjoying her wit. sandie