I lost my mom for the final time on Saturday, 10/22.
It was suppose to be a happy day as it was our 35th Wedding Anniversary. My husband and I had nothing really special planned, just time with each other and our oldest son. We happened to be in his town that weekend getting some winterizing done to my mother's Ohio home.
The call came early in the morning. She had passed away, alone, in a bed, in an institution in FL.
I remember my last words to her, "Mom, It will be okay." The words were so inadequate for the situation at hand.
It was seven months and 7 days before her death. She was being taken away from me and her home. She was placed by her sons into an institution in FL, where according to them she would get care. My father, her husband had died three days earlier. His wishes were for me to care for her. It was in his will and before his death the entire family had agreed to it.
I will never understand what went down. I will never get over the pain of seeing her ripped away. She was so upset and wanted me.
A new widow who is 92 years old should not be taken from everything they know and hold dear!
She had dementia but she had very lucid times. She knew what she wanted and she understood what they were doing to her. She begged me to hide her away and find a way to stop them from taking her from her home. I tried every legal thing I could think of to stop them.
I lost Mom to dementia, my Mama appeared. She was a very different person from my Mom, but still a pretty great person. I lost my Mama to my brothers and their greed. Losing her three times has been impossibly difficult.
I am so glad she is now at peace and in Heaven.
She knows that I kept every promise made to her and to dad. I will live a good life to celebrate hers!
She was the most amazing mother, grandmother, great grandmother, wife and friend. We who loved her most, are happy that she is no longer suffering!