Spring

Last year on the first day of Spring, I called an ambulance for my momma. I spent all day at the hospital until late at night when I went home to sleep. I'm guessing that I had no idea it was the first day of Spring. 

I feel like that day was the beginning of the end of my mom's time on Earth. I guess one could look at it a bunch of different ways. When I think of this day in 2013, I see it as the first day she was actually dying. As humans, we are all living to die but everyday after March 20, 2013, just got a little worse.

For the first three days she was in the hospital and I was so unsure of what was going to happen. I didn't ever want to hear what the doctor had to say because I jus thought it would never be good. I spent most of my days wandering the hospital halls listening to my iPod or sitting really close to my momma and just crying. I didn't want her to see me cry but I just couldn't help it. 

Sometimes when I begin these posts, I have bigger ideas for them than what they end up to be. You know what though, it is what it is. I write for me and that's all I would ever hope to do with this blog. 

This picture was taken right before momma was discharged from the Hospital and sent home to rest until God called her home.