She just wanted to see me and say goodbye, I was scared and sad. I called my ex to go with me but then thought better of it for her privacy. I collected myself and managed to make it there. She was so tired she only wanted me there for a little bit. I asked if she was hurting and she said no, just very tired and was ready to go see Jesus.
I’m not sure if she’s gone yet. She was in her 80’s, 83 I think. She has been in a wheelchair since before I’ve known her, about 8 years. She had diabetes and COPD and other health troubles. now, or soon she’ll be free of her worry and pain. But I’ll miss our near daily visits and her sweetness.
I was so scared of death I declined to visit my granddad on his deathbed. I’ll never get over that, I wish I could go back. You did the right thing.
I know we aren’t supposed to talk religion, but I don’t consider general belief in the afterlife to be religion. Those two aren’t mutually exclusive. I’ll bet she’ll be healthy and happy on the other side.
