In the last communication that I had with your mother she could not talk. Her battle with cancer was almost at an end.
I said to her, “I love you.”
Then I asked her, “Do you love me?”
She nodded “Yes!”
We travelled the years together.
We worked together.
We laughed together,
And cried together.
On her last day I asked her to take me with her
but she went ahead without me.
All of you children have behaved as we have anticipated.
For many years Christie and I prayed
that we might age gracefully
and that we may be blessed with the courage to meet
our final moment with dignity.
She played her part beautifully.
All of you children
have been like angels from heaven and
I thank you all.
May God’s blessings be upon you
Amen.
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About jedwardnajera
I am an artist and a Poet. I live the life of a poet. I published several novels. Nena the Fairy and the Iron Rose, Dust of the Moon are among them, available through Amazon Books. I have spent over thirty five years in a classroom. I am now retired from that profession.
My father kept a living record of his lifetime as he lived through the Twentieth Century. He was born in 1908 and almost lived long enough to see us enter the new millennium.
He entrusted to me nearly 400 pages that he wrote through the years.
Now I am continuing the tradition by posting my own stories and misadventures.
I am trying to post a new entry or chapter each Friday. Check in on us at least once a week for the latest post.
