Mar 06, 2012

A week ago I received that phone call that I didn't want to get in the middle of the night. The call from my Father telling me that my Mother had passed away. It was at 3:38 a.m. Thursday March 1st. She has been so sick for so very long. I thought I had prepared myself for this day.  But there is nothing in the world that can prepare you for the death of someone that you love so very much. She has been suffering from C.O.P.D. those of you out there that smoke I want to beg you please stop before its too late. She struggled to breathe so bad. Having to be there watching her suffer was the hardest thing. Now having to console my Father that has been with her for 52 years and for the last 3 years taking care of her. Waiting on her hand and foot the last year and a half. She was the rock that held us together. Seeing my Father broken is killing us. My Lord God did wake me at 2:27 A.M. That morning and all I could do is say Thank you Jesus, when I answered the phone at 3:38 he said she is gone. All i could say is I know. He (Jesus) took her out of her pain and suffering. Please keep us in your prayers. Pray for Strength for us. Thank you!


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