My darling little Mom died on the Wednesday March 27th night at midnight. My dear sister stayed with her that night. One brother was with Mom for that evening and both brothers have been or are now with Dad. It was quick, a heart attack and within 12 hours her soul went to God. Dad prayed fiercely that Mom would go quickly and not suffer and he said that his prayers were answered.
Mom was 92 and a half. We celebrated her 92nd birthday with her at her care home, cake, candles coffee and Dad, sister, brother and sister. Mom liked sweet things and coffee.
Dad visited her every day and they walked the hallway together, Dad gave Mom her daily vitamins and then they had coffee and cookies together. Mom usually ate Dad's cookie and drank his coffee as well as hers. Dad loved Mom dearly and never missed a day visiting with her, having a hug and some kisses and some cuddles on the couch in the great room. I think Mom lived so long because of the exercise, vitamins, hugs and love. Mom told everyone "I love you". She couldn't say much more but she could sing along with all the hymns and songs of her youth, with pleasure. She would look at Dad every day and tell him she loved him. Until the last few days of her life Dad is convinced she did know him.
Mom had Altzheimer's for a long time and Dad cared for her at home until the last four years (he broke his hip and finally let others help care for Mom).
Mom after she and Dad were engaged.
They celebrated Dad's 90th birthday with family and friends as their last big celebration. The next two birthdays for both were quiet celebrations.
I spent the long hours these past days thinking about my Mom's life as I knew it. She worked very hard taking care of her family, working outside the home to help meet expenses as well as having boarders live with us to keep us clothed, fed and also have piano, skiing, skating, dance lessons (not all for each, but one choice at a time for each). She cooked well balanced meals, shopped very carefully, was an active church member. She and Dad loved each other through all their lives together. She didn't have an easy life but she had a full life and was loved.
I wrote this in a post in 2009:
My nephew Brendan took this picture of Mom while they were travelling on the ferry to Nanaimo in 2007.
More Mom influences. She re-used and made-do for everything for a great part of her life. She re-made, turned, patched, refurbished. Today she would have been 'green', in the 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's (and even into the 80's and 90's) she was 'a person raised in the great depression'. Her example and teachings were about thrift because we had very little money, but great access to Mom's huge garden, with preseration by canning, root house and in later years, freezing, of produce. Dad butchered our meat, we had chickens, beef, pork and nasty mean turkeys. A working ranch until 1956 and then we all moved to Saskatoon for 2 years while Dad was at University. Dad dug up the back yard (a back breaking job as it was compacted dirt that had been used for parking) and again we had a large vegetable garden. We lived the student life when Dad and Mom were 36 and 37. Thrift was the only way. Church barrels were actually where we got our clothing. I remember a striped boys tshirt that Mom 'transformed' into an elastic waist shirt for me. She sewed all our clothes or remodelled another garment into a child's garment. I know I didn't appreciate her unending labors in my childhood and youth. Now that Mom has Alzheimers I spend a lot of time remembering. I tell her who she was and how much she had done. She is happy now, its always the present and she remembers all the hymns and songs of her youth and sings along with choirs and groups presenting at her care home. She loses her shoes and has lost all the pairs of glasses. Dad visits her and holds her hand and kisses her and says he loves her and she smiles and lets him. She says to others - this is my husband.
Here is a link to another 2009 post about Mom and another on Remembering the Past. A post about when Dad and Mom were married 67 years ago (written April 1/11), posted May 7/11and Remember, the last day before Mom went into care (2009).