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Comin’ for to carry her home

Comin’ for to carry her home

You might have noticed lately that I’ve been neglecting my blog even more than usual.  Here’s why.

My elderly mom started in-home hospice care a few weeks ago, here at my sister’s house.  Mom was an artist in her younger days and found beauty everywhere.  Now, her view of the world is limited by what her failing eyes can see through the window facing her bed:  Two pine trees against the sky.  The occasional bird flying by.  The wind making the pines sway.  The ever-changing clouds.

We don’t know how much time Mom has, but one of these days, she’ll see heaven instead of a patch of sky.  Part of me doesn’t want to let her go. The other part of me is begging God to send a band of angels, soon, to sing her home.

If you’re the praying kind, please pray for my mom’s peace and comfort.  Thank you.

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