Sunday, October 28, 2007 is a very memorable date. Not only was it
my brother's 32nd birthday but it was the day my mother gave her final and
powerful message to my boyfriend, Matt.
This day was
shortly after my mother had surgery to repair her shattered right hip and femur
bone. This Sunday Matt and I decided to visit my mother in the hospital. Prior
to my mother entering the hospital, she told me that she wanted to tell Matt
something. I tried to make her drop the issue but she insisted that the next
time she saw him she was going to TELL HIM.
So as we entered
her hospital room, my mother appeared to be sleeping and kind of out it. All of
sudden, her eyes opened and she proceeded to say the following:
"Matt, Matt!
It's time; it's time, for you to marry my daughter!" Then she fell back
asleep.
Both Matt and I
were speechless and I personally had to chuckle years later because to had the
last word.
In the end,
although Matt and I are not married, we are committed to each other, and are
often more respectful to each other than some married couples are.
A few years after
my mother's death, Matt shared with me a letter that my mother sent him (I
never new) and in it, she told him how happy she was for us and how she
appreciated how he made me happy.
With her words, he
continues to do this today and I know my mother is just beaming up in
heaven.
It is memories
like this that take the sting out of the loss of a love one.
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