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These past four years have been a time of challenge and growth for me. When my father passed, I had no time to prepare because it came so suddenly. As I sit with my mom during these winter days of her life, I reflect on how blessed I am for having such a woman in my life. The music of hymns are playing and every now and then she smiles. The soft sound of oxygen is puffing in the background. There is no doubt that I will miss my mother. We have had the opportunity to get to know each other and I will forever cherish these days. If I can grow to possess at least a remnant of her character, I know that I will be able to quote these words as she does, “I do not know how long will be or what the future holds for me; but if I let Jesus guide me, I shall get home, someday”. Blessings.

One response to “Funkadelic Friday: A Time of Preparation”

  1. In all honesty cousin, there is no preparation for saying goodbye to our routines and struggles and devotions to the ones we love. Rather it come quickly like a thief in the night or slow like the long road home, goodbyes are difficult and full of lost moments. Continue to take it one day at a time and know I am sending up prayer for you and Aunt Wilmotine.

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