Jerry has been writing the past couple of weeks about death and dying, loss of loved ones and the importance of family and friends when one is in grief. His mother, Hazel, died Thursday, April 11, 2013. She lived in our home these past six months, with Jerry and Sharon being the primary caregivers. Hospice accepted Hazel in to their tender and competent care in late October, 2012.More than a year ago, Hazel requested that we take her into our home when we knew death was approaching. She wanted to be cared for by Hospice and us, and she wanted to die in our home. Our agreement was an easy one because we participated in caring for Sharon's mother 30 years ago, and
There aren't words enough to reveal the feelings that come upon the death of a dear, sainted Mother. There aren't emotions, poured out in tears and agony over the loss of the one who gave you life. There aren't sentiments eloquent enough to describe the lonely hurt that overtakes you, the sudden flood of tears, the amazing emptiness that overtakes you.But as the popular song suggests neither is there any "mountain high enough, no valley low enough to keep me from you."In spite of the alienation caused by the suddenness of death, the deep and abiding loneliness, the sudden and abrupt separation, one must find ways to keep the loving memory going.
In the midst of the pain of grief and loss, senior citizens grope around for help and relief. A suggestion for a new app. When life's inevitable and painful experiences strike, would it not be well to have an application that applies the balm needed to cure the hurt and dissolve the pain?With so many injuries that seem ready to strike us, when we are already in the midst of pain and hurt, wouldn't it be useful to have a ready means for relief? Of course, if you believe the ads, it is already there is one form, salve, ointment, precious oil or another. And, we discover most of them don't work.