My mother Wilma died over a decade ago on July 16, 2002. Mom’s absence from my life is still overwhelming. My Mother was my best friend. I am certain I will miss Mom until the day I die.
Mom’s diagnosis of dementia was extremely hard for me to process. Mom was such an intelligent person with so much common sense. Mom kept us laughing with her very funny sense of humor. She was a good Christian, a strong person, very loving and kind. She loved her four children equally, she nurtured us, fought battles for us, and instilled morals and values in our brains. We never doubted Mom’s love for us.
Dementia is a sorrowful, grieving process. The hardest part of dementia is dealing with the disappearance of a person’s mind. When someone who loved you so much has forgotten who you are, it is devastating.
So, “Mom” here is my tribute to one of the best Mothers that God could possibly have given me. Mom, I love you, I miss you, and God willing I will see you again one day in Heaven.
2 Timothy 4:6-8
For I am now ready to be offered, and the time of my departure is at hand. I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith: Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give me at that day and not to me only, but unto all them also that love his appearing.