June 1

Well, my mom is still here, resting peacefully in the hospice bed. I hope God takes her tonight. My mom use to love to write poems. My dad posted a poem that she wrote to her grandma when she was nearing her final stages. If you haven't read my dads blog yet, here it is:

Final Goodbye

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Death is such a difficult thing

and so hard to comprehend.

So many broken hearts

that do not quickly mend.

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I just don’t understand

why people have to die.

It grieves my heart so badly

to see my family cry.

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I know that death is better

than living here on earth,

for our treasure is in heaven

after that miraculous rebirth.

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The pain I feel right now

will slowly fade away,

but the memories I have of you grandma –

they are here to stay.

Here is a poem that I recently wrote for my mom:

Oh, the memories we have together,

I sure do wish they could last forever.

I don't understand why God is calling you home,

but there is a reason, that is for now, unknown.

We always walked together, but now we must part.

I want you to know, that you are always, in my heart.