I miss my Mother and friend

My mother died in 2012 after a few years of health issues. God I miss her so. I miss her reassurance and wisdom. I miss her sense of humor. Even after all these years I still miss her.We used to research recipes and cook them together. We would make big thanksgiving and Christmas dinners. So many desserts have passed out of our kitchen to friends and family. We would watch NASCAR and football together and make snacks. We would fish at a local lake for hours and just talk. Our family would rent a cabin by a lake and with ham, Swiss cheese, and bread she would make these incredible sandwiches. We went to Myrtle Beach. We went to zoos. We went on a riverboat gambling cruise. We enjoyed life. Mom, my wife, and I were the core family and we had adventures together.She had to retire due to health issues, but she kept herself occupied. Her and I went to college together. We even took some of the same classes. The best was Introduction to theater. All the projects we done together was a gift to what I didn’t know was out limited time.Her health really began to decline in 2010. We were referred to specialists and had to do a lot of traveling. They would put her on medications that would have side effects that would be so hard on her. Then came the hospital stays; a couple of days at first, then extending to weeks. She would have memory loss for short periods of time. The scariest time is when she threw up blood due to the veins in her throat rupturing. Then came the final hospital stay.This stay lasted three weeks. We tried to get tests for cancer so she would get on the transplant list. They had found spots on the damaged organ, but did not test it themselves. Due to blood loss her kidneys failed. It took her nephrologist to test her for cancer, but it was too late. She was in multiple organ failure.I remember the phone call. She asked to come home to die. I of course said yes and that my wife and I will take care of her. The hospice setup was so quick. We were assigned a nurse and helper who would bathe her. We had a crash course in helping a person die. I had one day, one damned day, to talk to my mom. Her last meal was potato chips and a Budweiser. We talked as much as we could, then she went comatose. She. Would mumble sometimes, but nothing that I could hold on to. I was to give her pain medication. One of the times I came in to give her the next dose, she was gone. Three days and that was it. No big production, just gone. Then came the aftermath. My mind went into auto drive. It took a few days for my Mom, who was so much part of my life, was handed to me in an urn.I hope that you all have a Mom like mine. I hope you spend quality time with your loved ones. I hope you all have love and peace in your life.God I miss her. via /r/ChildrenofDeadParents https://ift.tt/34tmyj6