Jodi Taylor Block contributes a piece that makes crystalline the choice
We seem to complicate everything and make problem-solving
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So stop for a moment in time and let the brisk fresh air awaken you to the wonderment
|My mother-in-law, Frankie, was dying of cancer. She had
previously gone through chemo and radiation therapies, been diagnosed ‘cancer free’ only to have it reemerge and then spread wildly. She tried chemotherapy one more time in an effort to continue her life long enough
to see the birth of her first great grandchild. In this, she succeeded. Shortly thereafter she halted the chemo
and began home hospice, then finally admitted herself
to a skilled nursing center for 24-hour hospice care.
On Mother’s Day, two years ago, she asked the entire family to please come and visit her at the care facility.
At that time, she said her final good-bye’s to each of us. She then requested that the doctors and nurses cease all medical measures that were keeping her alive. She had made her peace and knew that her time had come. We all waited for the final day to arrive, when the call would come saying that Frankie had passed on. My wife,
Kathleen, visited her mother daily. But watching her wither away was taking its toll on her.
One Thursday, Kathleen called me at work to say that she was going to see her good friend, have dinner and talk – she needed to not see her mother, it hurt too much. I had an ‘unsettled’ feeling the remainder of the day and finally decided to head for home early. For what ever reason, I delayed my departure a little bit, then finally left about 6:00pm, taking the long way home –
using surface streets most of the way from my work in Los
Angeles County to my home in south Orange County. As I approached the 91 freeway, getting relatively close to home, I had a feeling, a little voice that said, “Go see Frankie.” Instead of continuing home, I got on the freeway and drove – quickly – to the care facility.
When I arrived, Frankie was unconscious and breathing with great difficulty – very laborious and very unsettled. She had a frown on her face, as if encountering some inner struggle. I sat with her for a few minutes, then went over to the bed. I took her hand and gently stroked her brow, wanting to wipe away the frown. I talked to her a bit and, as I had done with my own mother, told her that if now was the time to go, don’t be afraid.
In that moment, she took a very deep breath – then relaxed. The frown disappeared. Her breathing became soft and regular, then gradually slowed, coming to a complete stop within the next 15 minutes. I sat there in silence for several minutes and as I stood to go to the nurses station to let them know that Frankie had
passed on, my cell phone rang. Kathleen was calling to say that she was heading home from her friend’s house. For some reason, the power had gone out about 5 minutes before, so she was leaving. I said to please come to the care facility. She knew exactly what had happened.
So, where was the miracle? The first obvious miracle was the‘voice’ that said to me, “Go see Frankie.” The second obvious miracle was when Frankie relaxed and gave herself to the inevitable. The third obvious miracle was the phone call from Kathleen. But what of the ‘unsettled’ feeling that I had before leaving work? What of the power outage that was the nudge for Kathleen to leave her friend and call me – right at the moment that her mother had passed away? What of the miracle of Frankie being able to see her great-grandchild? Of her having the ability to call the family together and say goodbye?
Miracles ARE all around us. Sometimes we need to be reminded in big ways – like the parting of a sea. But if we really pay attention, there are little things happening all the time. Keep an eye out for the blooming flower that really shouldn’t be there. Listen to that little voice that whispers in your ear. When the cat jumps on your lap, curls up and starts purring, take the time to share the experience. Slow down for a moment and experience
the miracles of life. --David Palmer