Late September will forever mark the time when my life was changed FOREVER. On September 25, I experienced for the first time the death of a boss. Then only to be hit with on October 3rd with the news that my mother had fallen while in the hospital, had shattered her hip and femur bone, and was in critical condition.
The period that followed after that faithfully fall evening when I found out the news would lead to me transforming my thoughts about sickness, death, and dying. It taught me that the precursor to death can be just a traumatic as the actual death of a person. As I move into the transition of being without my mother for seven years, and I am reminded of how quickly a month goes by. From October 3rd to November 3rd I watch with eyes wide open my mother's rapid transition to leaving this world.
Since 2007, I have learned that my heart and spirit have been permanently changed, and I am have become more accepting of the process of death and the importance of enjoying people while they are alive. In addition, I have begun to take my health more seriously, and I am more aware of the changes in my body as I age. I am thankful that I did that most of my time with mother and in the end I am left with the memory of her looking like she was at peace.
