Mom lived just two weeks after she asked the question, "Will it ever get better than this?"; two weeks after we all decided she should move on to hospice care. She passed into the loving arms of her Savior on Sunday, June 27th at 6:45 p.m. I was blessed to be there with her as she took her final breaths. I've never been with someone who's passed from this life to the next, so I had some thoughts as to what it might be like. (I kept wanting to ask her, "What's it like?" "Do you see dad?" "Is it just amazing?") Instead, there seemed to be a "holy hush" in the room. My favorite calming piano-worship CD was playing in the room, the chaplain had just been there, and I had just tearfully said good-bye to the woman who gave me life, in addition to adding my own prayers of thanksgiving for her. I sat down on the love seat, watching her struggle to breathe. Suddenly, she took three short breaths, and then there was quiet. I got up and walked over to her bedside, then pressed the "NURSE" button. "Um, I think she's not breathing," I said not-so-bravely. I swear the nurse had been standing outside the door. She was in the room in a flash, guiding me through the next few moments as we took Mom's hands and waited a few minutes to make sure. I will likely never forget those moments, nor will I forget how God blessed me that day with a few precious hours spent in mom's room with my dear cousins. She's HOME! Helen Mae Siering (Moser)
June 13, 1925 - June 27, 2010.
Thank you, Jesus, for taking her to be with You. Mom's battle is over!
