Yesterday while getting Mom ready for bed somthing very odd happened. A couple of days ago she quit talking. Odd for her but I'm thinking the effort and the pain medication take their toll. It's not been a good week.
Then, last evening as I was tucking her in, she opened up her eyes, looked at me and gave me the warmest smile...ever. Silently, I smiled back. She closed her eyes and a tear ran down her cheek.
I don't know either. But, that one small smile was worth it...everything.
I'll keep you posted.
And...so it goes.
Oh Michael, she loves you so! Now I'm crying.
Posted by: Debworks | 03/20/2014 at 10:14 AM
She is SO blessed to have you, and I bet that is what she was thinking...how blessed she is to have you for a son.
Posted by: jane e morgan | 03/20/2014 at 10:22 AM
Very sweet. Think of the hours of videos her grandkids and great grand kids will have to watch and all of the "Mom & Me" stories they will read. I always say that when someone of that age passes away, "I'm not sad that they died, I'm happy that they LIVED!" What a life! Celebrate her life.
Posted by: Patrick Palmer | 03/20/2014 at 11:55 PM
Patrick, thank you for that wisdom...you are so correct!
Posted by: Michael Libbie | 03/21/2014 at 06:53 AM
Jane...thank you for your note. Prayers for you and your family as you work forward to a full recovery for your dear son.
Posted by: Michael Libbie | 03/21/2014 at 06:54 AM
Deb..you too huh? Thanks so very much...touching piece you wrote. I treasure your friendship.
Posted by: Michael Libbie | 03/21/2014 at 06:55 AM
This may be the most beautiful thing you've written. Absolute beauty.
Posted by: Andy Fritz | 03/21/2014 at 08:08 PM