I know just how you are feeling. The last words I ever said to my mother were, "It's okay to go now, Mom. Go towards the light and Pop will be on the other side. I love you, Mom". She left shortly after that. Mother had lost a leg to diabetes and suffered a very bad stroke. As much as I miss her, I just couldn't pray for her to stay with me, but had to pray that God's will be done.
I will now ask you, what will you pray for? No one is really dead until they are forgotten. I cannot forget my Mitchell and my parents. They were all with me when I found my first gray hair and laughed like hêll about
it. I'm sure they're up there now having just a grand old time.
I will pray for you and your mother. A time like this is never easy and I discovered that it is okay to cry if you need to. We'll be here with hugs and tissues.
A good friend will bail you out of jail...
but a true friend will be sitting
next to you saying,
"Dâmn... that was fun!".