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Lost Dreamer Member Elite
since 1999-06-20
Posts 2464Somewhere near the Rainbow 
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As an adult now with grown children of my own, I have found I miss the special times I never got to enjoy with my Mom. At the young age of ten I awoke one morning to the sound of voices in the living room. I sat up on my bed, and tuned my ears in to what was being said. I heard my Dad's voice speak of selling the house, and that made tears drip down my tired face. I still was trying to figure out why all these people were here so early in the morning. Then I heard someone say are you all right, and I heard my Dad answer with sadness in his voice. I now knew something happened to my Mom. She had been having really intense spells lately, and the doctor made major changes in her medicine. My Mom was diabetic, and that night my Dad thought she was having one of these intense spells, so he went to get this special needle that you use for this situation. When he returned to the bed she said, "It's over, Amen." They say her cause of death was a stroke. At this young age I did not understand what her death would really mean to me as I got older, I just felt relieved that I did not have to worry anymore about getting home from school, and finding her on the floor, or wandering around not knowing what she's doing. I once ran to the neighbors house at night barefoot through the snow to get their help. My Mom was having one of those intense spells, and my Dad was working at the time, and I knew not what to do. I remember as a teen always wondering what would she be like if she were here, would she approve of my choices, would we do things as a family. Then as I got older, and fell in love with my husband, I wondered would she love him too, as much as I do. I still wonder about her often, but I've grown to understand I have an abundance of her residing in my heart, I just needed to remove the sadness, and pain to see it's been there all the while. |
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Phantom Junior Member
since 1999-08-03
Posts 18 |
Getting past the saddness is he hardest part.Nicely written. ------------------ Open your heart to the Darkness,set your soul free. |
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Lost Dreamer Member Elite
since 1999-06-20
Posts 2464Somewhere near the Rainbow |
phantom: Thank-You very much for your reply. |
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Alain DeLaCendres Member
since 1999-07-02
Posts 119Ohio |
My Grandmother, as well as several ancestors on both sides of my family, have diabetese. (please forgive me if my spelling is off..) My great uncle had childhood diabetes (were as my Grandmother has onset diabetes) and died from gangreen he developed after cutting one of his toe nails too short on accident. So I understand the risks of diabetes, and have a very strong chance of getting it myself. This story was great, it gave us a very clear window into your thoughts.. May your mother rest in peace. ------------------ Tout s'en va, tout passe, l'eau coule, et le couer oublie. |
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Nicole Senior Member
since 1999-06-23
Posts 1835Florida |
This was very moving and thought provoking. Thank you for sharing it with us. |
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