My lovely mum died yesterday afternoon at 2pm. For these past six days in particular mum and I walked The Way of The Cross. Before she slipped into a semi consciousness we prayed rosaries, divine mercy chaplets and the angelus together. However right up to the very end she was still attempting to join in with the prayers.
In amongst the sadness there were moments of hilarity as mum recounted funny stories or responded with very droll one liners! We shared picnics in her room and chatted about everyday happenings too.
It was a privilege to care for her in practical ways such as helping her drink and spiritually by advocating for a visit from the priest. The chaplaincy team at the hospital were such a comfort to me and there were two separate occasions whereby God had answered a prayer I hadn’t even said. In her last moments she had me and Aunty Teresa ( her youngest sister) at her bedside praying her over into eternity, with my brother praying quietly at the foot of the bed.
Miss you loads Mum but Praise God no more suffering 💕
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