Mother's Day

Well, Mother's Day was a great day in some ways, and sad in other ways, I'll tell you why. We went to church and Pastor had a very nice message about mothers, of course. He was stating all these traits that mother's have, caring, listeners, loving, dependable, loyal, etc., you get the picture, and he compared all of those traits to the ones that Jesus has and is. Similar stuff, pretty cool the way they put it in the sermon. After church we went to pick up mom and took her to lunch at the Elephant Bar. Elephant Bar?? Why would you go there?? It was actually a REALLY nice place and the food was soooo good. Mom and I had a margarita, yummy, we just had a really nice time. We dropped the kids off at home, because Darian wasn't feeling too well, and Mom, Alan and I were on our way to see Dee's mom, since she's been pretty sick and was recently sent home with Hospice, which is never a good thing. So we get there and Nanita is in her hospital bed in the middle of what used to be the living room, and she's on a breathing machine, or oxygen is being pumped into her, I'm not exactly sure. Anyway, she's breathing, but it seems like it's very labored breathing, very sad. I hate to see people in that state, and I'm sure it's been truly one of the hardest times for my friend Dee. I feel for her. She's been there for her mom through all these tough times, taking care of her and tending to her mother's every need. It has to be tough to see your precious mother in that state, knowing there's absolutely nothing you can do to help her. I just can't imagine. So Erica and Gilbert get there just a bit later and Erica and I are standing there looking over Nanita, when all of a sudden she stops breathing, just poof, nothing more. I call Dee over to see if there's anything to be done, or what, and she checks her and sees that her precious mother has indeed passed. It was sad to be there when someone has taken their last breath in your presence, that had never happened to me before. Dee was very distraught, to say the least, and she was trying to keep it together, call family members, etc. She was doing a very good job, under the circumstances. So her mother's funeral will be this Saturday, the viewing on Friday. Funerals are always a wierd thing, kinda awkward too, you don't know if you can say anything at all to make the person/people feel any better, and you hope you say the right thing. I guess just your mere presence and being there for the person in whatever way they need, is what counts. We were glad we went that day to see her before she passed.