Posted on 06/09/2006 5:44:31 PM PDT by onyx
So very sorry for your loss. Prayers of comfort to you and her loved ones.
Prayers lifted.
Prayers for your peace and comfort, may your mom rest in peace.
/johnny
Many prayers for you, Howlin. I am so sorry.
May the Lord bless you with peace and comfort through His Spirit.
My deepest condolences to you and your mother's loved ones- may she rest in peace. God bless you all.
-PJ
My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
All my prayers go out to you and yours during this troubling time. Lost my mom in 1987....sure changes things.
Prayer sent.
You will always miss her. you were lucky to have had her so long. I am so sorry, howlin. wish i could give you a big hug.
I'm so sorry.
I send hugs, love and prayers to you and family.
Godspeed to Mom.
Et lux perpetua luceat eis.
I am so sorry to hear about your mom passing. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
In turn, by the time the two of them eventually lived near each other, I was gone. I never really knew my uncle that well until last year, when he asked my wife and I to come take care of him in his last few weeks of life...also from cancer.
I didn't know him that well so I basically went out of a sense of duty. Up until the last two days my uncle was quite lucid and I got to know him. The sense of duty quickly turned to love for a most remarkable man.
For a long time we banished my wife to the house while he and I sat out in his RV eating his favorite foods, watching John Wayne movies and planning a trip to Corpus Christi. Towards the end, after I convinced him he couldn't die in the RV or his beloved garage, we moved into the house again.
The last two days became difficult as he started quickly failing and was seldom lucid. The day before he left us, I'd kept a promise to him and the three of us celebrated my wife and I's 30th anniversary together...he was himself again for a little while.
The last day he wasn't with us much, but about an hours before the end, he came back for a while. We'd moved large photographs of his mother and wife (she passed in 82) to where he could see them (his vision was failing) and had on a CD of Tennessee Ernie Ford gospel songs we kept repeating for him.
He was holding our hands then looked towards me and thanked me. A little later he turned toward my wife and told her not to cry, he could hear his mother and wife calling him and he knew they were waiting for him. A few minutes later he went to them.
He and I both were of the mind that funerals were for those we leave behind, so we had a good time at his funeral. It was well attended by other truckers and cycle riders. In the background we had some Hank Williams music playing...he had met his wife in a Kentucky club where the then unknown Hank Williams performed. Instead of a traditional eulogy I got up and told everyone that "E.P" wanted me to tell everyone that he was sorry he couldn't attend but he still owed one of them some money and he was sure they would remind him. I told them that towards the end, when he knew I was looking but pretended not to, he would try to pinch my wife's butt and I'd slap his hand...and that was how he wanted to be remembered...having a good time.
I then opened the floor up to anyone who wanted to share something and for the next twenty minutes we had a great time, laughing till it hurt.
There are no magic words that I can say that will ease the pain you're going through right now, but remember this, for them passing is not sad, it is a reunion with others they have loved.
You are in our prayers.
My condolences to you and your family, Howlin.
Prayers to you and yours. May you be comforted in this time.
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