One of the best and heart breaking journals of facing a death of a parent has been written by a fellow blogger, Sandra Tyler at her site, A Writer Weaves a Tale.
In the last years of her beloved mother's life, Sandra keeps a diary in form of her blog. Step by step, she writes how her talented mother loses the battle to retain her memories and talent. What is never doubted, her mother loved Sandra with a fierceness that only a mother can hold.**
My husband John's mother, Dorothy Kane recently died. It was the type of death she had prayed she would have: in bed, sleeping and drifting away.
Many of my blogger friends thought that this was my mother who had just died. I so appreciated the sympathy comments on that blog. Comforting words lift the heart and spirit.
For 43+ years, Dorothy Kane HAS been a mother to me. I called her "Mom" from the day of my marriage to her oldest son, John. In the last few years of her life, she told me frequently "You weren't born as one of my children, but you are my daughter."
God bless all who have had to let go of hands who held yours all your life.
**Sandra Tyler's credentials are astounding. She had written two books, Blue Glass and After Lydia. Please visit her site!