I haven't posted in a long time because my mother died in late January. After Christmas her health declined and she stopped eating. We had Hospice and they were so helpful.
She was a beautiful person.
The last months were difficult for mother but Hospice made it so much easier for all of us. I am comforted by a song that my aunt told me about. The Far Side Banks of Jordan by Alison Krauss.
And I'll be waiting on the far side banks of Jordan
I'll be waiting drawing pictures in the sand
And when I see you coming I will rise up with a shout
And come running through he shallow waters reaching for your hand.
As I was at my mothers bedside I am certain that my father was waiting for her and came running when he saw her.