elephant on my chest…
Tomorrow will be 1 year and 4 months since my momma walked hand in hand with Jesus.
A girl came by my desk today and asked… ‘when did it stop?’ I said ‘when did what stop?’ she said ‘feeling like you have an elephant sitting on your chest.’
Regina has just lost her mom unexpectedly. She got ‘the call’ a week or so ago while at work from her husband that her mother had passed away unexpectedly… she thought that she had the flu for several weeks and turned out to be heart disease. The night before she passed, her husband asked her if she wanted to go to the ER, and she smiled at him sweetly and said, ‘honey, God will take care of me’ Regina said she was a wonderful witness her entire life.
I didn’t really feel like I was much help. The only thing that helps when losing your mom, is time. That’s all I could tell her. I don’t remember a defining moment. I still have moments where I just talk to her. I miss her. I’m not crying everyday, so I know time has helped… but I still think about her everyday. I still have her number programmed in my phone. I called it once, just hoping to hear her voice on her voicemail, but it had already been disconnected.
I told Regina, the only thing that gives me peace is knowing my mom hurt for 20 years, and now she is in no pain, only joy. I envision her riding her horses in wide open fields. She’s as happy as she can be.
Lord knows I miss her, but He also knows I’ll be riding along side her some day.
Have you lost your mom? How long until you weren’t crying daily? How long till it felt like you could breath again…how long before that elephant finally got up and walked on down the road?
February 28, 2008 at 5:13 am
You’re my hero, Keri Austin.
February 28, 2008 at 10:15 pm
It will soon be 3 years since I lost my Bob. Yeah we tear up once in a while. But we can now laugh. My Bob was a very good handy man. When me and the kids are walking a path we have not walked before, we look at each other and laugh and say “Is this a Bob thing? How would he have done it? Yeah we still hit those bumps in the road and make some goof ups, then we just laugh at each other, and try again. There just was not to many things Bob could not do if one of us ask for help. Miss him, yes, but we found he left us lots of tracks to walk in.
February 29, 2008 at 3:37 am
My mother passed away 1 year and 6 months ago. Sometimes it seems like yesterday and sometimes it seems like eternity. Time does help, but there are those days that I miss her so much. I start to think about her being with Jesus and knowing that I will see her again and it makes me smile even through the tears.