I wasn't going to mention it, but everyone here seems like an extended family.
My Mom, God rest her soul, passed away two years ago today, which was Palm Sunday. I gave part of her eulogy, and thought it was appropriate to point out the two things that I said about her: first, she respected all people and all things, and taught us that valuable lesson. Second, I didn't want to be there when she passed away, but I was there with my sister (who spent every hour of every day with her after she was diagnosed with incurable pancreatic cancer), holding her hand and praying as she took her last, peaceful breath. I think God wanted me to be there, so that I could understand that she didn't suffer, but passed peacefully into His hands.
She passed away at 75, and although she loved her three children dearly for 47 of those years, she never shed a tear when she found out that her disease was incurable. She accepted that it was her time.
I've been upset for the past few days, but last night I awoke at 1:15 a.m., which was 30 minutes after she passed away 2 years ago, and felt a calm come over me, as if she was telling me that it's ok, and that she's at peace.
I'm off to a noon Mass to say a prayer for her. But I wanted all of my friends to know that you need to cherish every day you have here, and to start, like my Mom did, by respecting everyone and everything on this Earth. Maybe then you'll live--and pass--in peace.
Thanks for listening.
My Mom, God rest her soul, passed away two years ago today, which was Palm Sunday. I gave part of her eulogy, and thought it was appropriate to point out the two things that I said about her: first, she respected all people and all things, and taught us that valuable lesson. Second, I didn't want to be there when she passed away, but I was there with my sister (who spent every hour of every day with her after she was diagnosed with incurable pancreatic cancer), holding her hand and praying as she took her last, peaceful breath. I think God wanted me to be there, so that I could understand that she didn't suffer, but passed peacefully into His hands.
She passed away at 75, and although she loved her three children dearly for 47 of those years, she never shed a tear when she found out that her disease was incurable. She accepted that it was her time.
I've been upset for the past few days, but last night I awoke at 1:15 a.m., which was 30 minutes after she passed away 2 years ago, and felt a calm come over me, as if she was telling me that it's ok, and that she's at peace.
I'm off to a noon Mass to say a prayer for her. But I wanted all of my friends to know that you need to cherish every day you have here, and to start, like my Mom did, by respecting everyone and everything on this Earth. Maybe then you'll live--and pass--in peace.
Thanks for listening.