There isn’t much more to say then what I have said in the title. Last night I got a call from a cousin asking if I had the key to my mother’s trailer. The police were outside the trailer and could see my mother laying on the floor and needed permission to knock down the door. I gave it. Within a very short time, I received another call saying that she had passed away. The coroner is going to say the death was due to complications of cirrhosis of the liver. She wasn’t an alcoholic but she had addiction to several pain medications.
I really don’t feel anything right now, just numbness. My sister, brother and I have started arrangements to have her buried near my Dad. We are also sorting through the mound of items that she had collected. She was such a horrible pack rat that some places in her home are difficult to maneuver in.
I guess that I am asking for prayers right now. Due to the fact that my mother had a difficult personality, I hadn’t spoken with her in six months. I had wanted to contact her, but she could be so hard to deal with that I dreaded speaking with her. Plus she had turned her anger toward my kids, even going so far as to tell my eight year old that she wasn’t going to heaven.
So, anyway, if you could just send up a little prayer for me and my siblings I would really appreciate it.