By odd serendipity, this is the 2,900th post on this blog. This time, rather than review odd this-and-that trivia for the last 100 posts, this post is to share some expected yet still sad news…
…we received “that call” at 4am this morning, by the caregiver-on-duty that she couldn’t find a pulse and Mom wasn’t breathing. Hospice was on the way. My husband’s mother had passed away gently in her sleep.
As my husband arranged, she was under at-home hospice care, and with pre-arranged in-home caregiving supervision, his mother always had someone with her so she would not die alone.
The last several months were topsy-turvy with the in-home care arrangements. This is not an easy thing to arrange. But with calm determination, my husband rose to the occasion and worked everything out. He is comforted to know that he fulfilled his promise to his mother that she would be able to remain in her home for the rest of her life and not have to go to a nursing home or hospital.
Most all arrangements for a funeral, including Mass of Christian Burial, have been made. My husband is the ever-vigilant planner and had everything worked out. My job is to support him as he completes final arrangements.
We are sad that she died, but also relieved that she is no longer suffering.
Life is short: show those you love — both alive and passed before us — through your actions how you love them.
(Image above taken 16 years ago today when my husband and I took his mother on a three-week tour of Europe. In this photo, she climbed to the top of St. Peter’s Basilica to see a spectacular view of Vatican City and Rome beyond.)
My sympathy to you both. I am just a follower of your Blog and enjoy reading about your life with boots. She is now at peace and rest. Remember the good times
My deepest condolences to both of you on the passing of your “M-I-L”. No matter how prepared you believe you are for the loss of a loved one, there is nothing which can truly prepare you for that moment. I hope you both find comfort in each other at this sad time and in the knowledge that you made her last years and days as comfortable and as pleasant as was possible.
May she rest in peace.
Best wishes and my best thoughts to you both.
Finally brought my 2000 Fat Boy home from the shop, being excuse wise too late to start yard work I started an internet ramble that somehow brought me here. My 97 year old Mom lives with me for going on 11 years now. I’ve vowed as well to keep her out off a nursing home or other such facilities. Hopefully my energy and funds will hold out long enough to accomplish what you have. Commend you on your efforts, accomplishment and devotion to you Mom. Be well.