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My RNY surgery was four plus years ago. I found my friend when I still needed to eat soft foods.
I remember trying her ricotta and tomato sauce bake when I was early out. It went down so well and I did not miss the lasagna noodles. I hope you enjoy many of her recipes.
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Mom Passed on to Glory June 6 2012
Time is not going too fast nor too slow.
It just seems that I need this time to reflect on my relationship with my mom. I was her first born. She looked on me as the calm one. One who would listen. Mom always loved to talk to me for hours.
Mom died the first Wednesday of June. How will I explain the day to you? I learned from my brother that she was rushed to the hospital and was unresponsive. I spent the whole day just waiting...
Mom had cancer. In fact, it was her second bout with cancer but this time the cancer was in her lungs and her brain. Had she fought breast cancer and survived only 15 years ago?
Mom would tell me that she was not ready to go yet.
She lived 85 1/2 years.
Mom donated her body to a university. I pray that the medical students are treating her body with respect.
Yet, I do not believe that she is her body. I do not believe that she is there at the university.
Next year, there will be a service for all who have donated their earthly bodies. Her ashes will come back to my sister. We just learned from my uncle that she wanted the ashes spread over several states.
For the family members that can make it and the residents who knew mom the last years of her life in the apartment home where she resided there will be a memorial service next month.
How do I feel about this service? I will go but mom is not there either. Mom is with me.
#cancer #death #mom #mother #first #born #donation #medical #examination #body #listen #calm #age #faith
It just seems that I need this time to reflect on my relationship with my mom. I was her first born. She looked on me as the calm one. One who would listen. Mom always loved to talk to me for hours.
Mom died the first Wednesday of June. How will I explain the day to you? I learned from my brother that she was rushed to the hospital and was unresponsive. I spent the whole day just waiting...
Mom had cancer. In fact, it was her second bout with cancer but this time the cancer was in her lungs and her brain. Had she fought breast cancer and survived only 15 years ago?
Mom would tell me that she was not ready to go yet.
She lived 85 1/2 years.
Mom donated her body to a university. I pray that the medical students are treating her body with respect.
Yet, I do not believe that she is her body. I do not believe that she is there at the university.
Next year, there will be a service for all who have donated their earthly bodies. Her ashes will come back to my sister. We just learned from my uncle that she wanted the ashes spread over several states.
For the family members that can make it and the residents who knew mom the last years of her life in the apartment home where she resided there will be a memorial service next month.
How do I feel about this service? I will go but mom is not there either. Mom is with me.
#cancer #death #mom #mother #first #born #donation #medical #examination #body #listen #calm #age #faith
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