On January 13, 1995 I lost my dearest Mother at the age of 87. I just know in my heart that she is in Heaven, because she was such a good person. She was very Religious, saying her prayers all day long. At her Memorial Service a lady approached me and said, " Your Mother reminded me of Mother Theresa." I had always thought the exact same thing, and it was very comforting to hear this from someone else. She worked very hard her entire life, and if she heard of anyone in need she was there to help them in any way she could. We gave her the nickname," Flash", because it was hard to keep up with her when we took her to the Mall. I always had leg cramps, and she would tell me to catch up. I went down to Ga. to visit her as much as I could her last year. I spent about 30 days with her that year, and knew the end was coming soon. I think of her every day, and am consoled knowing she's at rest now.
On May 24, 1997 I lost my Father. I was with him when he passed away. He had fallen and broken his hip. He also suffered from Lung Cancer, and Emphysema. In a period of twelve days he had three Major Operations. They wanted to take him to Surgery the day he passed on, but I said enough is enough. He had been on life support systems for five days, and I knew this was against his wishes, but the Dr. wouldn't listen. I had to either pull the plug, or do something else. The Nurses watched me very carefully when I went to the Hospital every day. So I decided to have a heart to heart talk with Dad. I knew he could hear me, because the Nurses said when I was there he was calmer. I thanked him for being a wonderful Father, and said he raised two strong girls, and we would get through this. I also said when God gave you to us he gave the very best. I thanked him for being a super Grandfather to Lisa and Maria, and a great Great-Grandfather to Cecilia and Tommy. I told him not to worry about his second wife, because I would take care of her on my day off, and drive her anywhere she wanted to go. I then told him I loved him and that he would soon see a beautiful Angel with her hands reaching for him. I said go with her and she will take you to Heaven. He then passed away. We are never closer to God than when we are with someone who is dying. It was very peaceful, and now I know Mom and Dad are together again. The way they belong.
