God gave us the opportunity to forgive and forget
all that is now in our past. You and I built a bridge
and together we walked with our feet touching new ground.
We celebrated a new beginning;a friendship with understanding.For a few short years we were able to share some bond without the "others" to interfere.
As I reflect upon the past, it is so very clear that you and I were robbed of many happy years. We don't know why, we will never understand. But thank God we finally did arrive at a mutual understanding.
Sickness came suddenly; you turned to me. Relying on your daughter-in-law knowing that I would fulfill your last wishes. From hospital to home, back to hospital again with each trip you verbally instructed me.Your body was ill but your mind alert. Every consversation clearly stated you were in charge of your life and my assignment was to carry out your wishes. The doctor now has told you , your time is at an end, make plans and arrangements.
Unable to take care of daily needs. I arrange for you to be at the nursing home where I work. I told you I would visit you throughout each day."Will they let you?" you ask. My reply,"Just let them try to keep me away!" So it was three or four times a day I came to you. We spoke, laughed, confided for such a short time of seven days. Then it was notify your pastor, your church, which is different from mine. I read about your customs. Trying so hard to not offend any of your family or friends. I hope you were able to look down at yourself. You were peaceful, beautiful. The years had been turned back.You slept in a state of grace, Your priest spoke beautifully. You were happy if you watched from above, at so many faces you had known in life. It was the most social wake I had ever attended. You went out like a queen.
Following your tradition of forty days before a final prayer service. You remain in my prayers. If you can see into our hearts, then the truth of each is there. Family feuds continue for somethings never change.
Rest in peace for you are now released, into the good Lord's care.
written by Pauline 4-10-03
the passing of a mother-in-law
copyright 2006
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