Wednesday, May 27, 2015
(PART 1) Thursday May 21st would've been just another sunny-soon-to-be-hot summer day here in Fl. I had slept later than usual, awakening only by Karen handing me the phone @ 8:55am. Keesha, Mom's day nurse, regrettably told me the news I've never wanted to hear your Mom just passed. Stunned, I asked & was informed she had passed quickly & painlessly just b-4 she began breakfast. I also wanted to make sure she would receive the Sacrament of the Living ( the Last Rites it used to be known as). I was informed she had some time ago when she beat the odds and had cheated death again.
Now, though, it was for realMom's gone and I'll never hear her sweet voice again telling usI love you Karen and I love you too, Donald. Just the night b-4, Roberta, Mom's loving, caring night nurse brought Mom to the phone for another of our many conversations that were limited because of her illness. Yet, always included my singing & telling herI just called to say I Love YOU. That always seemed to bring a smile on her face I was always told. Roberta would always bring Mom her favorite Dunkin' Donut holes , at her own expense, just because that kind gesture would make Mom smile from ear to ear and also, it seemed, would wake her up and she became more talkative. LoL (maybe it was the sugar rush ??...continued
