Thank you . Poignant story. It took me by surprise - I remembered asking my own mother that very question when I suddenly realized she wasn’t going to beat the cancer. I was 25 and she was 58. I was in firm denial that she would die or could die. The revelation that she was now on Bromptons’ cocktail for pain smashed that delusion. I should have known better, I was a nurse , but I couldn’t contemplate her not being here. That particular pain killer was reserved for palliative care, end stage cancer.
”Whatever am I going to do without you?”
She squeezed my hand , the dying patient now comforting her distraught daughter . She simply said , “I don’t know”.
Not a reassuring vote of confidence but it was true. We didn’t know, but somehow God gave me the grace I needed.
That's a heavy burden for someone who was only 25. God does bring us through, somehow, doesn't he? We think we can't endure...but then we do. And we are so much stronger for it.
Absolutely beautiful writing and story.
Thank you . Poignant story. It took me by surprise - I remembered asking my own mother that very question when I suddenly realized she wasn’t going to beat the cancer. I was 25 and she was 58. I was in firm denial that she would die or could die. The revelation that she was now on Bromptons’ cocktail for pain smashed that delusion. I should have known better, I was a nurse , but I couldn’t contemplate her not being here. That particular pain killer was reserved for palliative care, end stage cancer.
”Whatever am I going to do without you?”
She squeezed my hand , the dying patient now comforting her distraught daughter . She simply said , “I don’t know”.
Not a reassuring vote of confidence but it was true. We didn’t know, but somehow God gave me the grace I needed.
That's a heavy burden for someone who was only 25. God does bring us through, somehow, doesn't he? We think we can't endure...but then we do. And we are so much stronger for it.
That is a very beautiful story. Really hits the heart strings. Is this from your own life or fiction?
My own life. Me and my mom. It happened exactly as written.