On the morning of August 19th 2015 my mother passed away at the Age of 81 after a valiant fight with pulmonary fibrosis. She was married to my father for 56 years. I spent the better part of the last 8 months of her life taking care of her needs with the help of my Father, wife and daughter. The last week was spent providing 24 hour care as her strength left her quickly. I was honored to do this for her.
Throughout my mothers battle I had an idea of how she was feeling being in a wheelchair and needing the help of others daily as I had spent two years living in a bed and wheelchair myself.
But she had a confirmed fatal disease. It was not something I could fix for her. So I did the best I could providing her the best care at home until her last breath.
My mother lived a full life. As a reporter, a stewardess and the Wife of a CIA agent. She worked as a Teacher and Principal over seas and later for 24 years in the Rincon Valley School district. She enjoyed more adventures over seas with her husband as he joined the State Dept and was stationed in Oman and Germany.
My mother was a very loving and forgiving woman. Traditional in faith practices as a Lutheran and she was very active in her Church.
If I was to try to describe my mother in one word it would have to be Love. She was my everything and I look forward to the day I join her in heaven for eternity.
