What can happen in 24 hours?

Lets see…

My mother died about 10pm

By 11 was taken by ambulance

To the funeral home

Neighbors and aunts

Took down the Christmas tree

And light outside, mom died

Under the tree…

All family were called including

Me…

Her burial clothes were gathered

Dad made a new will as the Dr.

Didn’t think he would make

It through the night…

Being from a small town

Everyone comes to help…

By early morning our car,

Kids, dog and all were heading

Home, eight hours away

To be there even though

She was gone…

Food arrived from all over the

Valley, along with flowers

And well wishers…

When I arrived at 4pm

She was beautifully dressed in

Dark aqua…

Although pink was her color

Her hair was curled and combed

Her cheeks rouged with a

Tint of pick matching her lips

Yes it was the body and face

Of my mother laying in the

Beautiful box, but the mother

I knew was not laying there

She was hovering, I felt her

Presence but the body no

Longer contained her…

It was like the day after Christmas

When the beautiful tree and

Wrappings underneath had lost

The glow!

Seeing her was a punch to

The stomach that still hurts today

So in 17 hours

Not 24

No not even a day

My life had changed

In a way I can’t explain

And remains so today..: