Always Caring For Mom
CARING FOR MOM
Now that I am over fifty I can really look at things through my Mother’s eyes. Today we took her some beautiful flowers. My Mom always loved fresh flowers she will always be alive in my heart. There are times that I miss her dearly; but I have peace knowing that she is resting and happily present with the Lord. I can look back and be thankful of all the time I spent with her.
In her later years my Mom gradually began to say what I now call a "slow goodbye."
My Mother was a very caring, loving, strong willed woman. She was dedicated to the Lord! I was her only daughter among my many brothers. I will always remember how she reminded me that she prayed that the Lord would give her a daughter. She named me after Deborah the only woman judge in the Bible. It was actually just abreast of her fourth decade in life that I was born.
I believe that by this time she had a pretty good handle on being a parent since I was her ninth child and as I said before her first and only natural born daughter. My parents also had ten sons! My mother was also a mother to many others...
My kind, handsome, strong father worked diligently many hours away from home providing for our family. First in furniture sales, then for the San Francisco Municipal Railways as a Street Car Driver then Night Supervisor. Then he became one of the first bi-racial men of color to manage, operate and run, a Richfield Atlantic Service Station. He was organized, skillful, talented and liked everything in place. He was raised by a Methodist Woman Minister of God. My father was always kind to me. One thing he was firm on I was not to ever pump gas. Or spend much time at the Service Station unless I was in the office. Back then there were only male uniformed attendants to service your automobile. Whenever you purchased gas they always courteously checked your oil/ water and washed your windows.
My how times have changed. He also thoroughly enjoyed fishing and going out on the lake in his boat.
My Mother adorned me with all the girly trimmings for as long as I can remember. Frilly Priscilla curtains festooned my bedroom windows and a big tall white wrought iron bed. I think I wore pink linen and organza full skirted dresses with embroidered flowers with matching bloomers in case it was windy. Pink satin ribbons to match adorned my hair seems like forever for special occasions. Along with Gloves. Let’s not forget to mention how I had to stay up while she attentively pinned curled my hair with bobby pins on Saturdays for long bouncy curls or a pony tail on Sunday. This was almost until I was thirteen years old. I eventually was able to turn in my white ruffled dress socks for cinnamon colored stockings and patent leather French heeled pumps.
My Mother was born in the early 1900’s and that was the thing to do way back then for a girl child. Especially since, as God's child and her only daughter I should always look my best! Not to impress but because it was important that I was raised to be a lady among many brothers. I was especially elated that she spent many hours laboring at her much lavished Singer Sewing machine fabricating me a plethora of uniquely designed everyday dresses.
When school started there was one dress for each day of the week. She also made me matching bloomers to wear over my under garments. I can remember her up and about praying & sewing more nights than I remember her sleeping and resting making more dresses all throughout the year. I received my first pair of genuine cultured pearls at (8) eight years old. I remember going shopping for a double breasted wool & camel hair coat and accessories for each winter. She even had a particular shoe salesperson that would fit my narrow feet for white leather oxfords and patent leather dress shoes at Sommer & Kaufman each semester for school. It was not so much the clothes but the care, concern & love. I am forever thankful for the parents the Lord blessed me with.
All of my life I have been a part of God's Church. I confessed Christ right before i turned (5) five, continually growing in His Grace... I cannot remember not knowing GOD. I realize as long as He has me on this side of Heaven there is always room for more spiritual growth. I was regularly a delegate to the Annual State Church Conferences. Sunday School, Choir, Usher board and Christian Youth Fellowship. I taught Vacation Bible School and even taught her Sunday School class from time to time. I received my 1st certification for religious studies when I was thirteen years old.
I was a part of the academic Gifted and Talented Program throughout school. I am comfortable in the background, sidelines or the forefront. My Mother had me to also start partaking extra Lux Lab classes to learn Photography and Classical Piano starting early in elementary school. I now realize the many sacrifices my Mother made for me and the love my parents had for me... My mother instilled perseverance within me and an ever increasing LOVE for the LORD. I was taught it was more important what GOD knows about us rather than what others think? That I should feel comfortable in the presence of whomever. This was my legacy. Coming from humble endearing beginnings makes you really appreciate the preciousness of time.
Time in fact is really a precious priceless gift.
Years later on another occasion I can remember the day my husband asked her if he could marry me. He will tell you while dating that me, him and a brother went to the movies. And a brother often accompanied me to the High School Football games. Since we were so young I was a bit queasy as to how she would respond. He had excelled and graduated early from high school at sixteen. He would assure her we both would certainly continue on to college when he spoke to her... So I had chosen not to be present. My Mother was in her late 20’s when she married my father.
Here I was a mere 17 getting engaged. I could only wonder what she would say. She had planned that I go on a college tour and………. But whatever my then, husband to be said to her, he surely won her over. It was at that time that they bonded. He became another son to her. We married the following year after a year of engagement & after I had graduated. I had an elegant hand intricately long embroidered wedding dress from Joseph Magnin and she personally fabricated and hand crafted me a Vogue sheer long sleeved floor length satin heavenly aqua colored gown with delicately trimmed rhinestones and sequins for our reception.
To our delight we were blessed with a beautiful bubbly precious healthy smiling little girl first! I felt so blessed. She couldn't not get here soon enough for her Dad. She was actually born on Monday after Father's Day! We still celebrated! My Mom was so elated! When our very own daughter was born she too adorned and lovingly fabricated her with the same delicately made pink and assorted pastel colored embroidered dresses. Each time my children were born (we also had four more sons) she came to our home for an extended visit. We spent many nights just enjoying the company of one another. I always appreciated the way she enjoyed, respected and loved our children and my husband. They loved and respected her. She was so proud that my husband loved the Lord and was a great father. He became a 1st generation upper level Executive Corporate Technology Manager, when he was but (21) twenty one... She was thankful that we both worked together in our Business and Ministry as well as raising our children...
I knew somewhat, but it was not really until her “Home going" celebration that I realized just how special her relationship was with my husband. My husband/pastor paid a tribute to her by playing one of her favorite hymns. "His Eye Is On The Sparrow!" (She had always reminded me that the Lord was forever watching over me...) It was at that moment he shared with the many guests that were present, that in over (30) thirty+ years there had never been a cross word between the two of them. I don’t know many son-in–laws that can say that! Especially since my husband is also a very strong willed Man of God. These are just a few of the many precious memories that I cherish to this day. There are so many many more. My Mother taught me to be tender yet strong but always seek the Lord's will.
Little did I know until much later on in life how those memories would get me through the changes, challenges and transitions that her life encountered. Age has a way of creeping up on you. It gradually robbed her of all her much adored independence. Her gifts, talents and strength that she profusely exuded gradually beginning to diminish. My Mom was always a strong figure in my life. I always felt as a child that she was a tad stern. She raised me to be strong, autonomous, cautious and responsible. This of course is understandable since I was her one and only daughter. No doubt she was protective. She was a very intelligent an educated woman. She was well respected by her academic colleagues. It was when I was in Jr. High that she entered into teaching. She wore many hats as a wife, Mother, teacher and actively took on many roles and a list of responsibilities at her place of worship. She was favored and known in the community. She was A Stewardess, adviser and confidant to many pastors and people of all ages. Let’s not forget her excellence as a seamstress, gourmet cooking skills and passion for gardening!
Age can creep up on you!
I said all of this to give you a poignant illustration of what was... To be raised as a person of color has many stereotypes. I can remember her telling me how she was beginning to feel strange in this body of hers. That the person looking back at her in the mirror was beginning to be quite interesting. She was quite cognizant how her body just would not do the simple tasks as she wanted. After she retired and well into my adult years she continued to sew, cook and garden. But slowly and surely her strong physical stature begins to slightly so ever slightly bow.
I would drive up and spend the day with her often. I can remember her equilibrium suddenly changing and her many falls. Osteoporosis gradually began to take its toll on her ever shrinking frame. Having and birthing (11) eleven children takes a toll on your body. Not to mention the multiplicity of tasks it takes to care for all of them. But now age is beginning to factor into her mobility. Her once tall and grand stance resembling a slight shorter humbled bowing position. There are now also occasional bruises on her arms and head from her abrupt falls... But thank God no fractures or broken bones! She would jokingly say her hard head now came in handy. But she remained determined to be independent.
I can remember her trying to open her garage door one day, and it abruptly falling on her. I asked her “What were you thinking of? You don’t even drive!" Here our roles begin to reverse. My Mom loved to write and journal her daily thoughts and dissipating activities. Her journals and her memorable Elementary Primers are my most treasured remnants. It was in her journals I have her recorded memories of her much expressed LOVE for me, her long gone sister, brothers and parents. Who all went on before her, of her many friends and acquaintances, my brothers and especially her loving relationship with me, my husband and our children.
Parents are cherished treasures
My Mom as I said was articulate and had no problem expressing herself in anyway. She was a strong woman of color. Beautiful from the inside out. She could even discuss the sports statistics, baseball & football with my husband; as well as profoundly discuss and exegete & conversant excellently upon God’s Word or any current or past News topic. Her home lovingly cluttered with memorabilia and a wealthy library of books along with a vast assortment of various live nursery foliage inside and out. As time began to take its toll she asked me in a very cognizant moment to promise to allow her to stay in her own home until the Lord called her home. She did not want to loose that part of her independence. Her home was a place for any and all to come to and enjoy her excellent cooking, wisdom and company.
I lived an hour away so she would come for weeks and stay and visit with my family. But no matter how much she enjoyed herself “there was no place like home." Her door was always open to all. My mother never learned to drive therefore she had to be chauffeured and transported. My husband also even took her out on a few driving lessons. I spent many hours up and down the freeway taking her to the Dr. shopping and taking her out on excursions. I had a brother who lived right around the corner from her, one that lived not to far, and one that actually lived with her. But since I was her only daughter that would not always do. At times it was okay. I did not mind because that was time I looked forward to spending with her. She often thanked me for always being there for her...
When your health begins to decline
As time passed her health began to decline. Her physical condition began to deteriorate to the place that she sometimes lost her bodily liquids due to a faulty surgery... Rendering the necessity of subscribing to adult disposable undergarments. My adult son who lived fifteen minutes away would frequently drop off a supply for me from Costco and visit with her. He would also give me an update on her condition. Gradually she had succumbed to mostly cocooning and not venturing outdoors as much. Her many falls finally made her yield to a cane. I can remember taking her to the Dr. for therapy so they could assist and teach her how to better use a much dreaded walker. They stressed how she should try to walk uprightly as much as possible. Although the tendency is to lean down, many don't know the walker really is to help you stand and walk uprightly. I share this candidly because many do not have compassion and can be insensitive to their elderly parents. A Blessing from the Lord awaits when you always treat them with respect!
I can still remember the day when I was taking her to the car and she suddenly began to fall. I knew that I would not catch her in time. I immediately lowered myself under her to brace her impact with the driveway. It was then I knew that there would have to be more changes. Her eyesight began to dim and arthritis began to painfully embrace her hands. She had already prepared me and told me that when her time came if I was strong that everyone else would have to be strong. Then came her eye surgery, and....... Sewing and needlework gradually had to be set aside. I can see in her journals the gradual shift in her once brilliant almost flawless cursive penmanship. I can see etched on the pages fragments of broken words painfully scribed and thoughts left arrested in mid air.
After her series of mini strokes her posture also changed again along with her hymn singing and speaking. Her voice used for the many altar prayers now quieted, and her singing voice at times now emitting a brittle scratchy throaty noise. The walker now obsolete and the need for a much needed yet regretted wheelchair. Along with a shower and bath chair and all the other paraphernalia that are needed to help one attend to all of the personal hygiene necessities.
I purchased a padded desk lap pad to try encouraging arts and simple crafts, along with a mini water fall nearby to solicit a tranquil environment, with soft soothing music in the background. Her living room now begins to shift from her antique damask furniture to a padded sofa to raise her up so she look out the window at her once lovingly attended garden. Her bedroom now housed a hospital bed that she just could not get used to, her physical position gradually shifting from flowered bed linen rather than sitting up. Life and her many once enjoyed pastimes gradually became a thing of the past. Her once strong frame now frail. Only a mere silhouette and her limbs delicately extended on her now almost immobile body. Although often smiling a mere slight puzzling frown surfacing at times. I share this because she was one to always help others...
Hopefully this will help you if you have an aging parent, love them now so you will have no regrets when that day comes when they say goodbye! You will know that at His appointed time the Lord will call them home.
She would light up whenever I saw her. No longer was she able to call or I call and talk to her on the telephone. This is when her slow goodbye became a reality. It was not to after she transitioned did I realize just how much she had been holding on to give my brothers and the family time to prepare.
What must I do?
Must my Mother come live with me? The doctors are now giving up on her she is now in her late eighties. I can remember how impressed they were with her intelligence she could sail through all of their mental alert tests. She would tell them her name the date and current news. How many children she had and where she was; then names of all the presidents of the United States. But now gradually the signs of Alzheimer’s had begun to replace her many cherished memories. The Doctors now recommended that she be placed in a home. But I always remembered that she did not want to leave her home. My live in brother now getting more and more frustrated. Which was really his warranted fears seeing our Mom gradually disappearing. The visits now fewer by her many friends. She can no longer attend her much loved worship services.
She no longer enjoyed the walks around the block as I pushed her in her wheelchair. So she stayed inside more and more gradually cocooning in her much loved abode. All besides her family who knew her were able to somewhat remember her as she was. Although there were a few who could see that this once articulate poised woman was beginning to wear like a fine fabric. Her appetite had begun to diminish significantly as well. I got her a nifty bed table to straddle her lap. We would prop her up with pillows on each side. There were times when she just wouldn’t eat without assistance. How ironic after all those years of serving others. So it became a challenge to see what would suit her palette. Well we all will just have to gently help her. Yes again the Dr.’s have now given up hope. But yet Mom is still holding on. This is why I said she had really begun to say her slow goodbye. Whenever she was ready she already knew that the Lord would receive her.
A care home was not an option
I, along with much anxiety and ambivalence begin to go and look for a care home for Mom at my many brothers insistence. One closer to me so I could see her daily. I now know that some care homes are just dreadful. They seem like human warehouses. Some are seemingly peaceful on the surface. I really did not want this for her. I knew within moving her would only hasten her good bye. Her once strong voice was echoing in the corridors of my mind “There is no place like home." I reluctantly wrote the much dreaded family letter to inform all of my brothers that this is where we are. What do we do? They have wanted me to put her in a home for sometime. A few had ideas but none came to fruition of course.
My live in brother would now oversee her household finances. Since he never married or had children he opted to vacate his varied careers. Therefore Mother was going to be his occupation. He could do as he pleased and Mom had a family member there in the evenings. Whatever else she needed I would accommodate her. He would call me and let me know her status when I was away. Sometime it worked and sometime it didn’t. So what do you do? I just wanted her to be as comfortable as possible.
Now again it is time to make more changes? My brother does not want an assistant in the house full time. What do I do? I am not able to care for her in our home there are just too many stairs at our home. The Dr. says her care could run into the thousands and and ….. So what do I do? Mom must have known that that was one decision that I just could not make nor did I want to make for her. That was one decision that I know she made with the Lord. So it was in her sleep, in her home late that night in January when my brother called and said; “Mom is gone." I’m like, “gone where?" I suddenly remembered one day a few months earlier when she told me she wanted to go back home.
Mom wants to go home and see Papa
She pointed out her window and told me she wanted to go home. “Mom you are home." She wanted to see her “Papa." Her Dad Mr. Iverson was a strong old fashioned gentleman she adored. He called her "Belle" she was his precious baby girl. They called her Mother Miss Lanie. They both had transitioned many years ago when I was almost three so I knew her timing was off.
I thought about when I had taken out a huge atlas I had purchased for her and showed her she was in California at home and Arkansas was very far away. She just looked away. Then it dawned on me. “Mom’s gone" my brother said again. I knew that Mom had starting leaving a little bit at a time. She was just trying to give everyone a chance to adjust. I knew now that she had made the transition. She had gone on to be with the Lord and all of her other relatives that she had been missing. She had evidently slept away at home peacefully; just like she wanted. Oh My! Now she was at rest with the Lord. She always assured me that come what may the Lord is always there for us through Eternity! Everyday now will be Mother's Day because I always carry her with me in my heart! I know without doubt that God's Love is real and lasts through Eternity!
One went to heaven One came from heaven
The day my Mother transitioned to the Lord our (7th) seventh grand daughter was born. Her name is Zoe` Mary Elizabeth. Zoe' means Life! I always say one went to Heaven and one came from Heaven. What was most interesting was (7) months after my Mother transitioned my dear Mother- in-Law also transitioned home to be with the Lord. Yes, now both of our Mothers had finally said Good bye…....
There are many issues around taking care of an elderly parent or parents. Who does what and when? Just enjoy them as much as you can while they are here. Try to let them make their own decisions for as long as they can responsibly do so. be patient and always treat them with respect although they can become childlike to a degree. In the last days of course, you will have some regrets that they are no longer with you. But you will also have peace of mind knowing that you cared for them, where there for them and that they have peacefully now transitioned to the Lord.
Yes, if you patiently treat them the way you would want to be treated you will have peace. Remember you never know how your latter days will be? But they will and can be overshadowed by the many many cherished memories You have shared with them. So remember to work on building good memories! And yes of course you will always miss them. So shower them with LOVE while they are still on this side of HEAVEN!
I am THANKFUL and have no doubt that both of our mothers and fathers too are at Peace with the Lord in Heaven. "Absent from the body present with the Lord!" At HIS appointed time there will be a "Sweet Heavenly Reunion!"
Thank You Abba Father, Lord God for, "Your Peace that surpasses the understanding of man!"
Loving Memories that Last Forever
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on May 12, 2011:
Cristina, GOD BLESS YOU! I am touched by your compassion! As you say “TRULY our parents are our cherished treasures.” Amen & AMEN!! I am most THANKFUL for the Love of a godly Mother! Yes! I will ALWAYS carry her in my heart!
I so enjoy your many insightful hubs! Thank You For the Mother's Day wishes it was Beautiful! Again Thank YOU for stopping by to share, as always it is a pleasure! May our heavenly Father Bless & Keep you! Your kind encouraging thoughtful words are much appreciated! In HIS Love, Grace, Joy, Peace & Blessings!
Cristina Santander from Manila on May 09, 2011:
What an excellent hub it is. I was deeply touched that it made me cry. I was teary-eyed as I read the last sentences of this hub. Truly our parents are our cherished treasure. Praise God for a great mother He has given you, truly her memories will live on in your life. Belated Happy Mother's Day to you DeBorrah. Surely you are a great mother to your children. Thank you for sharing this wonderful legacy. Remain blessed always and best regards.
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on March 02, 2011:
Dolores, Thank You once again for taking the time to stop by and share words of encouragement! In HIS Love, Grace, Joy, Peace & Blessings! God Bless YOU!
Dolores Monet from East Coast, United States on February 28, 2011:
DeBorrah, we all, eventually, lose our parents. No matter how old or sick they are, it is still a very difficult time and the loss is significant. You are right, though. Reading about, or hearing about another person's struggles does not make us feel so much better, as less alone. Your giving heart and kindness honors your mother.
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on February 27, 2011:
Dolores, Monet, How kind of you... It was an interesting time, although difficult you can make it through times like this… One must really lean and Trust upon the Lord! It has brought me much comfort knowing that her requests were honored and because of it I have much Peace! I am thankful beyond words to have had a mother that loved me so…
I share this because I know that many others have gone through or are going through, perhaps even more difficulties... I hope they too can be encouraged! Thank you so much for your gracious, kind and endearing thoughtfulness! God Bless you! In HIS Love, Grace, Joy, Peace & Blessings!
Dolores Monet from East Coast, United States on February 25, 2011:
DeBorrah - you have managed to make a terrible ordeal sound beautiful. And you speak of her sacrifices for you. It sounds to me as if you brought your mother great joy, just by your existence. You gave your mother so much more than you probably know.
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on February 17, 2011:
Sweetie, So nice to see you here! I am quite thankful for the wonderful relationship I shared with my mother! I forever hold her dear to my heart...! Thank You for stoppping by to share. In HIS Love, Grace, Joy, Peace & Blessings!
sweetie1 from India on February 16, 2011:
What a wonderful hub and tribute to your mom and it is so heartening to see how you and your mother were so close.
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on September 28, 2010:
Lita c. Malicdem, I am truly grateful to have had such a strong godly and loving mother! It is quite natural to miss our Mother's regardless of how old we get... But it is reassuring knowing that they are REJOICING with the Lord and we will see them at the appointed time! God Bless You!
Thank you for stopping by to share and please do come again! In HIS Love, Joy, Peace & Blessings!
Lita C. Malicdem from Philippines on September 26, 2010:
You're so fortunate to have a mother like yours as she is more fortunate to have you for her daughter. Your heart speaks of a tribute fit for a queen. Miss my Mama through this hub. Peace and God's Blessing to you and your Mom.
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on September 21, 2010:
Stars, It is an interesting experience seeing your love one saying a slow goodbye, but it really teaches you invaluable lessons and what is really important. It is not at all easy but it let’s you know that “Time” is precious! Some times you have to take it a day at a time… We can TRUST GOD!
This is why I also try to encourage you and others as well. It is not the quite the same but I know firsthand it is not always easy when there are health issues involved…. You and your family work together as a team. This is why I say there is always something you can be “Thankful for!” I am most grateful for a “GREAT “ husband & family and the special bond that He shared with my Mom! We really do have a wonderful marriage... It makes a world of difference when you have truly shared so much together; both joys and sorrows… Seven months after my Mom died my Mother in law passed after an unexpected surgery...
I must share with you that shortly after my Mom passed one of my grand daughters had a dream and she told me that in the dream my Mom (her "MEMA") was walking and really smiling and waving to her and going further and further away. It was like she was saying I am home now and quite happy… Thank you for refreshing my fond memories as well. Yes I will “Forever” keep her in my heart. So whenever you think of your Mom know she is no longer suffering and is Free… The Lord still has you on this side of Heaven because there is more for you to do. So Be encouraged! God Bless you and yours! In HIS Love, Peace, Joy & Blessings!
stars439 from Louisiana, The Magnolia and Pelican State. on September 21, 2010:
How did I not see this hub until now ? I would have read it first. This vividly reminds me of my mother's path to passing. My mother's altzeimers was complicated by diabetes. Your mother was so wonderful and sweet, and you took such good care of her. Your family did too. She wanted to go home. God had become her home. It takes so much out of you, but it all brought you more intensly closer to her heart than ever before. We know where good mothers go, but we miss them anyhow. How wonderful it was that she had a family that cared so much about her. God Bless You, your wonderful husband, and your family. They kept her in their love. God Bless You and for all your courage and enduring strength.She will always be in your heart forever , and in Heaven.
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on May 24, 2010:
Kristeen, Thank you! We have much to be thankful for knowing that our Mothers are no longer suffering. Yes I agree this truly brings much comfort! We now carry them in our hearts where ever we go! God truly is a God of all comforts!
Thank you for sharing, In His love, Peace & Blessings!
Christine from Michigan on May 22, 2010:
This is a very nice tribute to your mother. It brings back many memories of my relationship with my own mother who has been gone now for 3 years. It is heartbreaking to watch them deteriorate. My mother also told me she wanted to go home (meaning heaven) and I didn't catch on right away. At least we have that comfort. We will see them again.
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on May 14, 2010:
Coolmon, It is interesting how you can “feel me” here. There is a power in truth that is unexplainable… You can recognize and relate to a shared similar experience that goes beyond the words. When your Mom passes it is a life altering experience! Yet it also gives you deeper insight and brings forth a certain strength that you did not fully realize….
You are right it is not easy. You now can carry her in your heart wherever you go... I am thankful that she is no longer suffering and the many wonderful enjoyable memories are invaluable! I also have peace knowing without a doubt that she is with the Lord and I will see her again….
Thank you for stopping by to share, In His love, Peace & Blessings!
Coolmon2009 from Texas, USA on May 14, 2010:
I enjoyed reading this beautiful emotional article. I lost my mom back in 2004. I remember when she had her stokes and lost more and more of her Independence; my dad stood by her in marriage for 50 plus years caring for her till she left this life. I feel you on this article It is not an easy thing to watch the most important people in your life decline, and finally die.
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on May 08, 2010:
BkCreative, How nice of you! I cherish the memories! They have helped me so many times to put life into perspective... I am humbled that you have been touched, what comes from the heart goes to the heart! Thank you for stopping by again to share. In His Love, Joy, Peace and Blessings!
BkCreative from Brooklyn, New York City on May 07, 2010:
It was a year ago that I visited this hub because it was right before Mother's Day. It is just as touching and appropriate today (2 days before Mother's Day) as it was back then.
Such a lovely personal testimony. Thank you!
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on February 27, 2010:
Einron, You are quite welcome! I believe that it is a gift from God to have had a Mother who loved the Lord! There is a certain strength that she imparts to you.
I too think it is a miracle! How wonderful that she has left you a legacy of Faith! I agree! HALLELUJAH! I praise and "Thank God for mothers as well!" Thank you for visiting and sharing, In His Love & Blessings!
einron from Toronto, Ontario, CANADA on February 26, 2010:
Thank you for sharing the love you have for your mother. I also wrote about my mother on Mother's Day. It was she who brought the family to become Christians. She was strong mentally, but not physically.
For the last eight years of her life, she did not see any doctor, but relied only on the Lord Jesus. I thought it was a miracle. Praise and thank God for mothers. Hallelujah!
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on February 06, 2010:
Brenda Durham, Yes, I will remember you in prayer! How interesting I must tell you I had 10 brothers... Interesting because being an only girl; you can be comfortable by yourself or with many others... On one had it is good, I believe you become a stronger woman because of it! But on the other hand everyone tends to lean on you not realizing that they do so, not always seeing your heart can only bear so much...
May Our Father continue to Bless & Keep you and make His face shine upon you and give you Peace! Much love & hugs...
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on February 06, 2010:
Brenda Durham, Life really has a way of making you see the reality of it all. It is not easy when you in a sense, become Mom to Mom. Continue to cherish the memories and just give her hugs when possible or gentle touches on her shoulder! It is not easy as she slips away... It is the little things that you continue to do, to try and make her comfortable and content while she is on this side of Heaven... The love she has for you is so strong that she is giving you a chance to say a "slow goodbye".... It's okay to cry sometimes but always remember again, to find the laughter...
It is a blessing how the Lord works, you can truly empathize when you know someone is going through a similar situation. It is not easy but try really hard to find your laughter whenever possible... I am not sure how much she is still communicating but Her life has much meaning your JOY is good for her soul... Thank you so much for your heartfelt comments. In His love & Blessings to you and your precious Mom... Remember Love is eternal and you will always have and be connected by that LOVE!
Brenda Durham on February 06, 2010:
I'm Mom's only daughter too; I have 6 brothers. What coincidences! But the main one is that I'm so glad to know you're a sister-in-Christ.
P.P.S. I'd welcome your prayers if you think of it when you pray. ...My Mom is gradually "saying goodbye" too, and though I know where she's going to end up, still, it's breaking my heart...
Brenda Durham on February 06, 2010:
Thank you so much for sharing this! It's very similar to my situation with my own Mom....down to the Singer sewing machine. Mom's is a pedal sewing machine and is broken but repairable and she's promised it to me when she passes on. I will keep it and use it if I can, and remember seeing her sew garments for us and Daddy back when she could do things like sew...
I almost cried when I read this hub.
You've very simply and eloquently spoken such precious things about life and love here.
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on January 29, 2010:
Lovelypaper, It truly is wonderful to have such Love! I am forever grateful! Thank you so much for your kind words! Yes it is important to pass that legacy of Love on to your children! You are so right you never forget Love it lasts forever...
Thank you for sharing, please do come again, Blessings!
Renee S from Virginia on January 29, 2010:
A hearwrenching and touching hub. A great testament to the bond between mother and child. She may have started to "leave" but you can never forget her love for you. I lost my mother over 5 yrs. ago and I keep her memory alive for my children.
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on January 07, 2010:
AllMomNeeds2know, Thank you for your thoughtful comments. So nice of you to stop by and share, please do come again, Blessings!
AllMomNeeds2know on January 07, 2010:
Great tribute to your mom and advice at the end to everyone for loving and treating others as you would like to be treated.
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on December 21, 2009:
Habee, Thank You! It is a Blessing to have had wonderful loving and strong Mothers! Now, you will as I too carry her in your heart wheverever you go! You will always miss her but the Love will remain... Thank you for taking the time to visit and share your lovely oomments. Please do come again, Blessings!
Holle Abee from Georgia on December 19, 2009:
Beautiful narrative! Your mom sounds much like my own. She died in 2008, and I miss her soooo much!
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on September 28, 2009:
Thank you for your kind words and for taking the time to stop by as well.
frogyfish from Central United States of America on September 28, 2009:
Many issues, faithfulness evident. A beautiful writing and truth upholds it all! Thank you for sharing!
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on September 15, 2009:
The hardest decision was because we had such a huge home was, why did she not just come live with me? We had more than enough room... I knew deep down inside it would hasten her leaving and she had always told me when the time came her request was she wanted to be at home.
It has been seven years and I still miss her. But I always carry her in my heart! I thank and TRUST the Lord because I know He knows best. So I can relate when you say you miss your Mom! Yes the important thing is that she is SAVED and FREE!!!
My 7th grand daughter was born a few hours after my Mom died. So I always say one went to heaven and one came from heaven. PRAISE GOD!!!
Pastor Dr Carlotta Boles from BREAKOUT MINISTRIES, INC. KC on September 15, 2009:
This HUB is soooooooooo wonderful!!! I lost my Mom in 2000 but God honored me by not letting her suffer. I believe this because I honored my mother, I was there by her side when she needed me the most! I miss her so! I have pictures of her everywhere in my office. It's one thing I do know, she's SAVED!!! Praise God!
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on July 24, 2009:
And Thank you for taking the time to stop by! Blessings
EldercareABC from USA on July 24, 2009:
what a nice post. Thanks for taking the time to share it!
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on July 23, 2009:
We have a lot to be Thankful for Mom was a Grand lady!
Love & Blessings
laup07 on July 23, 2009:
Thank You so much for being stronger than my brothers;I Love you more toady than yesterday;and more right now as you read this note;From your Brother Stuart Paul Draper.
Elder DeBorrah K Ogans (author) on May 16, 2009:
Blessings & Thank You!
BkCreative from Brooklyn, New York City on May 16, 2009:
What a lovely, lovely tribute!