We are Never Alone

Happy April or rather I should say happy New Year since this is my first post of the year. Over the past 5+ months, life has been shifting and changing and I have been learning and growing. I'm going to share some of the things that I have learned about how very powerful we women are in the posts of the coming weeks. The biggest thing that I learned is that we are not ever alone because Life (or God or Spirit or however you define the Lord of your life) is everywhere. I chose to use the word Life there because it is the perfect descriptor for what I am about to share with you.

One month ago yesterday, my mother died in a hospital 75 miles from our home where she'd been in a nursing home for the month prior to that. I had last seen her in February. Due to how far away she was and the fact that I was sharing a car with someone who worked 12+ hour days, getting over to see her was challenging. Finally, I'd worked something out where I would go and visit her on Thursday. She died on Wednesday morning around midnight. I was ... almost devastated. Almost because I know there is a Divine plan and this whole experience was apart of it.

The devastating part was not her death. She was sad and in pain for over 20 years. She was more than ready to go home and get some relief and I was prepared for her to go. I'd felt, since I was a child, that it was my job to take care of her. For her to die alone in a hospital in a city 75 minutes away from me was simply NOT ok with me. A couple days later, I called a friend to ask her if she had any of a specific essential oil blend that I thought would help me and my children through this time emotionally. When I told her that my mom died and was in a hospital in the city she lived in, she told me that she'd been there when my mom coded and that she'd prayed for her and for our family. The yummy part is, this friend didn't know at the time that the woman she was praying for was my mom. I hadn't known that my friend was a nurse or that she was working at the hospital that my mom was in. It was a HUGE relief for me to know that not only was my mom not alone but she was with a familiar spirit who prayed with her as she transitioned.

My youngest son's birth was similar in that I was cared for in the hospital by 'total strangers.' That, however is a story for another post. :) We are never alone. Life is all around us and is supporting us at all times. I couldn't have orchestrated those events had I tried.