Posted on 04/16/2007 2:48:18 PM PDT by Jemian
Kayak has been a long-time freeper, appearing on many threads, but most especially America ~ the Right Way! She is a stanch conservative, a good friend, and most especially a dear sister in Christ. In December 2006, she was diagnosed with lung cancer which was soon found to be metastasized to the brain and throughout her body.
Her daughter, registered as Poppyseed, has been giving us updates when Kayak had to stop posting. This is the update posted most recently.
So much has happened since my last message to you all. My whole family came down this past weekend, and my brother came as well. The difference between Mama the weekend before and then this weekend was like night and day. By this past weekend, she had begun letting go, and was more or less staying in bed, much, much weaker and frailer than the weekend before, when she was weak but present.I stayed on after the weekend to be with Daddy and help out around the house, and to sit vigil by Mama. She was quiet, but sometimes responsive, and eating. This morning, though, her breathing changed, and she is in a near-comatose state and not really responsive at all. The Hospice nurse who came to see her this afternoon said that she is actively dying, and said that anytime in the next 24 hours, to the next two or three days, we can expect her to let go.
Yesterday, Daddy was hugging her, just loving on her the way he does, and she said, “You just won’t let me go, will you?” And he told her that absolutely he will let her go, and that anytime she’s ready to let go, she should.
I also told her that when she’s ready, she should go. I told her that we will take care of each other, and God will take care of us. “Are you ready to go?” I asked. “Go where?” she said. “Home,” I said. “Yes,” she said.
And after that business was taken care of, she began the process of letting go. She’s ready, and we’re as ready as we’ll ever be.
Please pray for her swift and peaceful passing into the next phase of life, and keep the rest of us in your prayers. We alternate - well, I alternate - between numb and inconsolable. It doesn’t even seem real right now. I’m sure it’ll hit me hard, harder, hardest later on.
She doesn’t seem to recognize us any more, so I won’t be passing on any messages to her. She seems to have heard all she needs to from those of us here in this world. She’s got her feet in two worlds, but she’s mostly elsewhere now.
I’m trying to keep myself busy, so I doubt I’ll be able to return individual responses to anyone anytime soon - apologies for that in advance. Thank you all for your love and your prayers. Take care, and I’ll let you know when she dies.
Love to all of you.
It was felt that y'all could post your tributes and thoughts to her here and perhaps it could be included in her memorial service when the time comes.
BTTT
Wishing you happiness and peace and thank you for sharing with us during such a difficult time. Your mom is in a better place.
Kay was loved and inspiration to us. We appreciate your efforts to communicate with her friends here on FR.
This is foremost a political site but as you have experienced, Freepers support one another and their families in many ways....especially by prayer.
May God bless you and your family. And may the Peace and Love of Our Heavenly Father comfort and guide you.
May the good Lord bless and comfort you and your family.
Thank you. I hope peace will come to poppyseed and she can learn to recall happy memories of her beloved mother. I’m glad she saw Freepers for what they really are. But, we all make our choices and that’s what’s great about the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA. Woudln’t have it any other way.
prayer bump
I’m so sorry. I’m sitting here getting chilled as I read about Kayak. My pastor’s mother is going through the very same thing right now. One day they will both fall asleep in their rooms and wake up in God’s. What a glorious day that will be! Our hearts may be broken, but theirs will be made whole and well. God bless you all and give you HIS peace.
Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee! E’en though it be a cross that raiseth me, still all my song shall be, nearer, my God, to thee; nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee!
Though like the wanderer, the sun gone down, darkness be over me, my rest a stone; yet in my dreams I’d be nearer, my God, to thee; nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee!
There let the way appear, steps unto heaven; all that thou sendest me, in mercy given; angels to beckon me nearer, my God, to thee; nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee!
Then, with my waking thoughts bright with thy praise, out of my stony griefs Bethel I’ll raise; so by my woes to be nearer, my God, to thee; nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee!
Or if, on joyful wing cleaving the sky, sun, moon, and stars forgot, upward I fly, still all my song shall be, nearer, my God, to thee; nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee!
Sarah F. Adams, 1841
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