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Post by cartoonistguy on May 16, 2014 14:12:43 GMT -5
...at around dusk, on May 16th, 2007, and after spending 40 years with my mom in our home, 1 year with her every day in a nursing home, and 3 weeks with her..day and night in the hospital, as she could no longer advocate for herself, after her enduring a fracture and/or collapse in every vertebrae in her spine due to osteoporosis, after her enduring cancer, surgery and every kind of physical agony you can imagine...all with great faith and a smile on her face, my sainted mom passed to Heaven, with me and my then fiancee next to her. As I learned, feast days begin on the eve of the night before, and so it was the Feast of the Ascension. I'm sure I know she's in Heaven, but please say a quick prayer for mom, anyway, if you read this. Much appreciated.
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Post by Flo (Host) on May 16, 2014 16:08:22 GMT -5
Will pray for her hun.
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Post by cartoonistguy on May 16, 2014 18:39:41 GMT -5
...a very big thank you, Flo
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Post by John on May 16, 2014 18:48:21 GMT -5
Prayers for your dear mom Mark.
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Post by cartoonistguy on May 16, 2014 20:26:15 GMT -5
...I can see her smiling. Thanks, John.
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Post by cartoonistguy on May 17, 2014 20:22:56 GMT -5
...it's the oddest, dang thing. There were many small miracles that accompanied my mom's passing, 7 years ago. But, little things.....still happen. I haven't kept strict track, but I know that on or around May 16th of the years immediately following 2007, out of nowhere I'd run into one of the nurses at took care of my mom in her final year, either from the nrsing home, hospital or a home nurse. Today, my wife, on and I were at a department store about 25 minutes away, and I had wandered off by myself. Suddenly, a woman approached me and it was one of those things where I knew I knew her, but didn't know where from. So, I just petended like we were old friends, as I always do in such situations. My wife marvels at me, because I can carry on and joke like we're old buddies, even if I have zero clue who you are. We parted, but it nagged at me. We got out to the car, and I told my wife I had to go back in. I found the woman, and said, "You were one of the people who took care of my mom at the hospital, weren't you?" She smiled. I gave her a hug, and told her the above story, also saying that mom must be wanting me to thank her. The month of May....a very powerful month.
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Post by Flo (Host) on May 17, 2014 22:02:11 GMT -5
A sign from her perhaps?  |
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Post by cartoonistguy on May 18, 2014 16:57:04 GMT -5
...today, I took my son up to the school playground, in our small town. No one is ever, ever there. Maybe twice, in 4 years, has there been one person walking the track, or another parent with a child at the playground. I was laying on the bench, getting some sun and after we played, while my son played nearby. I heard voices, and looked up to see a mom and her 3 year old. We did some quick, cordial greetings, and then I said, "Wait a minute.....Nicole??" It was a nurse who came to our house in '05 and '06 to draw mom's blood. She doesn't even live in town. It's all very, very odd, that this happens on or around May 16th every year, and maybe it is a sign from mom, Flo...I don't know. Sure seems like it, and I think I see it as being so.
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Post by Flo (Host) on May 18, 2014 19:24:49 GMT -5
Sounds like it might be to me.  |
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Post by John on May 18, 2014 19:39:10 GMT -5
I believe there's something to what you experienced today Mark. One of my mom's favorite movies she would watch from time to time was the movie 'Ghost' with Whoopi Goldberg & Patrick Swayze. And her favorite part in the movie was when Patrick Swayze was trying to drive Whoopi Goldberg nuts to get her to cooperate by singing over and over again, "I'm Henry the eigth I am, I'm Henry the eigth." Well, one day sometime after mom passed away I walked over to Tim Horton's (coffee shop) to get a coffee and as I was walking over that song suddenly started up in my head for no reason. It kept going on and on as I was walking. You know how a song gets stuck in your head and you just can't seem to get rid of it? Then, just as the song was really starting to get to me, I heard what I believe to be my mom giggling. I knew her giggle. I was sure it was her even though she had passed quite some time ago. Well, I got my coffee and returned home and when I got in the door the phone rang. It was my sister Louise reminding me that today was the 1 year anniversary of mom's death, which until Louise phoned it had not occured to me. So yes, I do believe our loved one's can give us signs and I believe that they are meant to reassure us that everything at their end is good. |
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