It is hard to believe I have lived a year without my Mom. I never imagined I would have to live without her so soon. She was my biggest cheerleader and my best friend. She was the most wonderful person- anyone who spent any time with her could attest to that. She was beautiful inside and out- and loved with everything she had. She was the type of person that truly would give you the shirt off her back if you needed it. She could laugh at herself- and was laid back and easy going--unless you messed with her family! She raised so many kids over the years through her daycare and was very proud of that accomplishment.
I moved away thirteen years ago, and we didn't get to see each other as much as we would have liked. There were times that we only saw each other twice a year. We talked almost every day, and as texting and facebook became more common we did that too. When my son was born, that changed- my Mom made every effort to come see us as often as she could, and we did the same. She loved being a Mimi. The last two years we spent more time together than we did the entire thirteen years I had been gone. I am so thankful for that time.
When she got sick- my Mom amazed me. She was so full of faith, and people that came to visit her would leave encouraged- when they were the ones that came to encourage her! She fought with everything she had, celebrated the victories and thanked God for her healing in advance. As her body and her mind turned against her- in her moments of clarity she still praised God- and then told us that she had made her peace. That was when it became real that she could be leaving me....soon.
Watching my Mom slowly leave this world will probably go down as one of the most difficult times in my life. I really had to lean on God to make it through. I would go to see her as much as I could- and every time, she got a little worse- it was heartbreaking. I never let her see me get upset- and believe you me, from diagnosis to hospice, there were several times she would look into my eyes for a reaction when something happened- or we got a bad report. I remained positive, and told her how proud I was of her. I know we were so scared- but in my mind, we both remained strong for our family.
The last day I was there I didn't want to leave. Something was telling me to stay but I didn't have a choice- I had to work that Monday. I didn't tell my Mom good-bye. That last week she would get very upset and cry when someone would leave so I was asked not to tell her goodbye so I left when she fell asleep. I had to stop off at my best friends house because I was so distraught and couldn't see through my tears to drive. Looking back- I think I knew in my heart of hearts- that would be the last time I would see her on this earth. I really wished I would have said good-bye anyways.
At 4:00 a.m. on March 25, 2013- my Dad called and told me my precious Mom had went to be with Jesus. She left peacefully in her sleep...I am so thankful for that. I lost a piece of my heart that day. The drive there, and the days that followed I felt numb. I think I was in shock. I went through the motions and thought I was going to lose it when we had to pick out her burial plot, casket, and music. I was basically in charge of everything. I had to make the best of the situation and put my heart and soul into planning her service and eulogy. It was like I was watching a movie- I will never forget it.
I miss her so very much. I am sad that she will not see my brother get married, or my son graduate high school. She never got to stay in the room we designated as "Mimi's Room" in our new home. There will be no more trips to the lake "motorboatin" with a coors light in her hand. There is so much that I am going to miss....there is so much she is going to miss. I am thankful for the memories I made with her. I have so many- that I can look back on and smile.- I have many pictures and videos as well. I am thankful that she is in Heaven now, and I know she is blessed beyond measure because she did so much for others on this earth. God Blessed me with an amazing Mom who taught me so much about life, love, faith and strength. I see so much of her in me now that I never noticed before. I am my Mother's Daughter.
~Patty's Baby Girl