#1051500 added June 23, 2023 at 7:35pm Restrictions: None
A Sad Day to Rejoice
At 9.15 pm, Queensland local time, on 06/23/23, my beautiful mother, Barbara, passed away. I was with her until the end. She fought hard to stay alive; three days and nights from when I was told she was going. Having had Scarlet Fever when she was a baby back in 1935, the doctors told her mother her baby had a strong will to survive, and that didn't change.
I saw an outpouring of sadness from the staff who knew her for the six months she was in aged care. People couldn't help but love her. She was sweet and kind...cheeky and highly intelligent (she could spell almost any word and one of her favourites was diarrhea) and touched so many people. A devout Christian who never pushed her ideology onto anyone and never judged others for having a different set of values. The kind of Christian I really liked.
I thought that in grief I would feel the urge to use drugs, but there is none. In fact, the thought repulses me. I'm not that person anymore and in some ways, two people have died, but one is reborn.
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