Let me begin this blog by saying that I had no intentions on writing a blog post today. It was the furthest thing on my mind. I'm not one who would want to share a personal loss on this blog at such a sensitive and fragile time in my life. However, sometimes life throws us the unexpected, so I would like to share a very special valentine story here. And now.
Allow me to back up a bit if I may. My last blog post featured my parents recovery from pneumonia at a rehabilitation facility. In that post, I wrote about the deep connection that my parents shared. You can read the blog post here:
The day before my parents were to return home together from rehab, on January 25th, my mother had a stroke. She never recovered and I'm so sorry to say that she passed away at four o'clock this morning, on St Valentine's Day. My mother was so full of goodness and love. It doesn't surprise me at all that God called her home on a day that is all about love. To quote my good friend Nancy....."The Lord is all about love and when he sends one home, he does it with the greatest of His love." I know that God loves her very much, and that God appreciates and acknowledges all of the love that my mother has given during her life. She was an amazing person....full of grace, dignity, and most of all, love.
My sister Kathleen and I arrived at my fathers to tell him of our mothers passing at 7:30 this morning. We walked in the door and greeted my father to tell him the news. However.....he already knew. He told us that he was woken up by a woman standing at his bedside during the wee hours of the morning. He was awakened by her and he felt refreshed...... he was not the least bit groggy. It was my mother at his bedside letting him know that she was okay.
And so the love story continues even through death.
I can not even begin to tell you how much I feel at peace knowing this.
Happy Valentine's Day Mom. I love you with all of my heart.