As I reflect on my
mother's health path, the beginning of the end began for her just shy of her
40th birthday when she was 39 years old.
During a doctor's visit I attended with her the doctor told her that she
had 20 percent kidney function and would have total kidney failure in two
years.
Two years to the date,
when she was 41 or 42 years old her kidneys failed and she began a fast track
to a road scarred with illnesses that eventually lead to her death at age 57 in
2007.
It is interesting that I
did not really think about I have just hit the first milestone after my
mother's death or being the same age she was when her illnesses
escalated.
Her journey of pain and
sacrifice taught me that it is always temporary, that we are truly given only
what handle, and that in the end death comes as blessing and not curse.
As I approach Mother's Day,
my heart gets a little hardened but shortly after the date I am reminded of
legacy my mother left me and the strength that she gave me to live a life of
purpose and joy.
