She had fallen in the last year or so of her life and broken her hip. Everything spiraled down from there. Nate and I were in Moscow, Russia on a LST trip and came home engaged. I talked to her and she kept asking when I was coming to see her. We made it down there finally and it was about a week later that she passed away.
It's weird, I don't know how much choice we have in our death date, but it felt like once we had all had the chance to tell her goodbye she went on to Heaven. My mom says she died on the last day of the month because she really did not want to pay for one more month at the facility she had moved in to. She was pretty adamant that I get to see her as soon as possible. Who knows. I'm glad she let me say goodbye. I remember writing her a letter and reading it to her while she slept the morning before I headed back to Stillwater. There was definitely closure there, but I still miss her like crazy. I think I put that letter in her casket too. I don't remember what it said beyond that she meant the world to me.
She paid for my college and my braces and did everything she could to make sure I knew she loved me. I always knew she was proud of me and I know she still would be. I have absolutely no doubt that she is in Heaven.
I still miss her so much and always will. She was a great, godly lady!
This is one of the only picture I have at my house that has her in it. I'm on her lap (16 months old), my sisters, Nikki and Amber, are to the left of the picture and my cousins, Matt and Robb, are to the right.
3 comments:
Such sweet memories. That really looks like Brixton in her lap!
It's amazing the details we remember about some events - glad she was such a great influence on you!
She sounds neat! I think you look like Brixton too in this picture.
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