This is my mother Geraldine, looking lovely for my wedding almost three years ago. She did not use a wheelchair normally, fighting to continue living independently to the last. But she was frail even then and could not have managed such a big day without it. She passed away yesterday at the age of 87 from kidney failure. It was a long infirmity. Her last seven or so years were lived, amazingly, with only 25% kidney function. Yesterday, after five days in the hospital, her kidneys finally failed completely. She went to be with her Lord just before six o'clock in the evening with her family at her bedside.
In spite of her obvious weakness and recent decline, in spite of her many close calls, in spite of her age and all her preparations, I still find myself entirely unprepared to lose her, or to live without her. Nothing she said, nothing I thought, prepared me for this. And then, there is so much to do. I knew there would be, but it is still a shock.
And yet I know the Lord is faithful. His loving-kindness endures forever. He will see us through. My life is changed forever. I'm only beginning to know in what ways. I will be taking a break from my blog for a time, until I've wrapped up her affairs and until the Lord gives me a voice again. Thanks to all of you for your loving support, prayers, and understanding during this time.