Two years ago my children and I came home and discovered that my Mom had experienced a heart attack. We called 911 and tried everything to resuscitate her, but she was gone. I'm still haunted by this event every time it comes into my mind. My children have recovered, but I think I must feel guilty for having left her at home while we went out to the store, the library and swimming. I know that is ridiculous, she was fine when we left and I heard her tell a friend over the phone that she felt "better today than I have in ages." It also hurts that we argued before I left, a result of my impatience and her implacability. As I write this I would give so much to be able to tell her good-bye, and that I love her. And yet, as a Christian, I truly believe that she already knows these things and that I will see her again. Just wish I could stop crying. And yes, I know the signs of depression, and I am in therapy.
2007-06-17
04:55:46
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