Farewell

We buried Mom on Friday, thus marking the ending of a very rough time. She was in hospital from the end of October until Tuesday, when she passed away.

The call came early Tuesday morning. I rushed to Moose Jaw, and Mom died peacefully a half hour later with Da holding her hand and me stroking her forehead while talking softly to her.

I know she is not suffering now. I sat by her bedside for days, watching, talking, showing her I loved her as best I could, keeping her company, sleeping at the hospital, trying to make this easier for her, and for Da.

They were married fifty-five years. What a number. That is a lifetime, isn't it? And they loved each other. They come from a generation that truly believed in 'Til death do you part'. I envy them that. That is what I want some day, a love that will last forever.

Rest in peace, Mom. I will miss you.

~Sarah