A True Story

Name:            Cym
Email:           roadkillontheinfohyway@yahoo.com
Location:        geneva New York
Type:            Angel
Date:            Wednesday, March 22, 2000
Time:            03:39 AM

A true story of the Approach of death

Ok I really dont know just what this should put under. It was a near death since my mom was, or possibly a ghost or an angel?? Ok any way on to my tale. 

My family and I had the very sad job of caring for my mother. My mother was a very strong person, but even she was no mach for the evils of cancer! After months of treatment and false hope, it became clear that it was her time to go. My sister had only just gone home (on the other cost) thinking that all was getting better. When, the doctors told us that the latest treatment was doing no good, at this point, my strong and stubborn mother decided that it was no longer worth the fight. My sister was called and a flight was booked at the last minute.

My mother had a very wonderful young man renting a room from her at the time of her illness and he stayed on to help us out with my mom. He was after all as much family by now as anyone of us.

In the few days between the time that the doctors told us the news and my sister came back, my self and my brother-the young man living at my mothers home-were the primary care takers.

One day as I was with my mother, she asked me who was the young man? I said that no one but me had been in the room, whom did she mean? I asked her if she meant the young man who stayed with her? She got angry and said that she knew who Pat was!, and it wasnt him! So, I asked her what this young man looked like ,thinking she was having problems with time passing. She told me it was a young manvery handsome young man. He was very beautiful.. He was telling me it was ok, and he could not wait to see me Needless to say, I was VERY taken back! She was certain that this young man had been here. At first I put it off as a reaction to the great pain that she was experiencing. But, when I mentioned it to Pat, he told me that he had had a similar experience earlier that morning. He had come downstairs to find her talking to some one. Some one he could not see.

Ok now I know it would be easy to dismiss this as hallucinations, wishful thinking ETCHad you met my mother you would know how truly laughable this was. My mother did not believe in any of that @&*^ !!She was not a religious person and held no account for the supernatural. And to be honest I myself may have discounted it too if it were not for incidents that happened earlier that week.

The day that the doctors came to our house to tell us that the treatment was not working ,and that we should look in to HOSPICE was a very hard day on all of us that were their at the time.. The amazing thing though was that less then 15 minuets after the news, a good friend of the family stopped by. This in of its self may not be odd, except that she if a reverend who lives about 45 minuets away from us. She out of her normal schedule felt the need to stop by. This was very profound to pat and I and my mother. She then spent almost an hour talking to my mother. I cannot tell you what was said (it really is none of my business) but after, my mom seemed to feel better, more at piece.

I know all of this can be blamed on coincidence and hallucinations, but having been there, I really have to say that there was more to it.

One other odd thing, as the time came close, I told a few of my friends that she was going to die when the moon was full, and at its peak. I knew with out a doubt. I was out side as we all held our vigil. I looked up at the moon. I noted its position in the sky. I walked inside to were my mom was lying. I saw her very last breath in this world. I think she did this for me. She knew that I have always pained over the fact that I was not able say good-by to my father when he died. I was at work. She also had to make sure she was still here to say good- bye to my sister. When she came home my mom was only barley legible, but she had a chance to say good bye to my sister and my niece.

All of this has been very profound to me in many ways. It has made me stop and think about the after life. It has made me think about the power of the mind. About the ties we have as family and friend.. I feel as the beings we are we really are not capable of truly understanding what we have to look forward after death. But that we are given small windows in to it just to let us keep our hope during the truly hard times in our lives.