My Mother

From: DIANE [djhutch@ourtownusa.net]
Type: Ghost
Sent: Tuesday, November 02, 1999 10:17 PM
Subject: my mother

my mother passed away in feb. of this year. we had been fighting over somthing really stupid, so we had not talked in several months, one day my daughter asked if she could go see grahm cracker thats what she called her grandma, so i took her but i stayed in the car. at the time i felt justified. two weeks later i was asleep when the phone rang it was the hospital, they told me my mothers heart had stopped, that they had revived her but it wasn't good. i didn't even know she had been sick my brother had taken her to the hosptal late that night, i rushed to the hospital.

when i got there they told me they couldn't get an answer from my brother whom she lived with. i called him right away he answered on the second, ring like he ussualy did hes a lite sleeper. i did't think of it at the time but since then i have pondered how they called me that nite you see i had just moved and nither my brother or my mother had my new number.

my mother was in a coma of a sort for three days before she died the first nite we all stayed the next nite my sister and i stayed with her, on the third nite my brother was to stay but late in the evening he called and sounded funny so my sister and i decided to go to the hospital with him when we got there we all went to the waiting room where there were four couches we each lay down to try to sleep. the clock was directly in front of me on the wall. at 3:20 in the mourning myself, my sister and my brother woke up looked at each other and then went right back to sleep it just happened all at once and only took a matter of seconds, at exactly 3:25 the nurse came in to get us we knew my mother was going to die so when she came to tell us it was time we just went in and sat with her in the last seconds of her leaving.

latter when we talked we remembered those few seconds of looking at eachother that mourning we all remember an over whelming feeling of peace that everything was alright i believe that the angels who came to take our mother didn't want us frightened by the nurse and came to prepare us to say goodbye, because my mother was suffering and we all tried to be strong so she could feel at peace to let go because we could feel her struggle when we were in the room but when we went into the hall and watched her she was calmer i believe the angels knew she needed us to be ok to let her go and they gave us the inner peace to do that.

diane