My mother passed away not too long ago - 19 March 2013 - she was unwell for quite some time.
The week before she died she was in hospital - she was living in an old age home. When I got to the hospital they had discharged her, nothing was wrong with her. I decided to take her home with me until the weekend to check that she was fine. After that first day I knew she was going to die and this had been her last wish, to spend her last few days with me.
She was getting better, but on the Saturday she went backwards quickly. Not getting out of bed, not eating or drinking anything. I was still trying to help, trying to get her to eat something until I also gave up and let her know that everything is fine and that if she felt it was her time to go that she could.
Now in the week my mother was staying with me, I started feeling my father's presence in the flat. I started praying for myself to be strong enough to handle this. I could not sleep that week and when I looked to my side, I saw my father standing by me. Now for those of you that have read my previous posts you will know that my boyfriend has certain gifts. I always just felt them never saw them until that moment.
My boyfriend explained it to me, saying that it was my need for strength and my father that opened me up to seeing him in that moment.
I did not freak out seeing him, just calmly laid back down and went about watching the dvd. I still could not sleep.
Now on the Monday I went to work, my mom being at my flat with my boyfriend's sister just watching over her. On that Monday I got home before my boyfriend and saw my mother lying on the bed. What I saw was a woman who had already died in spirit but her body was still living. The part of her spirit holding on was concerned about me. When I saw the suffering I had asked everyone to leave the room as I needed to speak to my mother alone. I told her, "It is okay to let go," that I would be fine and that I am happy.
My boyfriend got home and had found me outside crying my eyes out (obviously) and went inside to check on my mom' she was still holding on. He came out of the room and told me that there were a couple of spirits with my mother. My father was talking to her and there were 3 others with him for backup. My brother, sister and an old family friend of ours that had committed suicide a couple years before.
We had called the ambulance and they had taken her back to hospital and had admitted her there after a couple of hours of waiting in Casualty. But that time I needed to get away, I gave my mom a goodbye hug and kiss and left her there.
The next morning at 10:45 the hospital called me and informed me that my mother had passed away. I still feel guilt, especially for the last couple of years. But that is a story for another time.
Thank you for reading.