#441: A Vision of Mom
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
This date, December 21st, is when Mom died several years ago. It had been a long struggle with her in the hospital most of the last half of 2004 when the three hurricanes hit Florida knocking out power for more than a week. It seemed a blessing she was in the hospital then because she had electricity and meals and people to look after her during the storms when I, my brother and sister were all on duty in our jobs in law enforcement, firefighting and corrections.
After work I'd stop by home long enough to clean up and change clothes before heading to the hospital. Toward the end we took turns spending the nights there which made for long shifts the next day. But she was our mother and our inconvenience and fatigue was a small price to pay for all she had done for us.
At 1:15 the morning of the 21st she succumbed to pneumonia and leukemia and left us.
Two years later I took my niece for a procedure at an outpatient medical office. When she was ready to go home I had to go through a hallway door then through another one to the recovery room.
Several weeks after that I had a vision of Mom standing in the hallway after I opened the first door. She wore the brightest, happiest smile I have ever seen. There was a peace about her that had not been present while she lived. At first I believed it had been a dream but over time I became convinced she had come back to let us know not to be sad, that she truly was in her home in heaven and that knowledge filled her face with a joy that is difficult to describe.
We like to say about people who have passed on that at least they have no more pain and no more worries.
After that vision, I became more convinced there is a place waiting for us where there is no pain and no worries, a place where the exquisite joy and peace offered by our Creator awaits us.
RIP Mom. Miss you and love you.
Mary -- 1925-2004