Two days after my last post, my mother went home to be with the Lord. Her Memorial Service was held a week after she passed on Friday, July 23rd. After three weeks away from my own family, I returned home this week.
Being back home brings...Relief. Comfort. Space to process and grieve.
We had a Memorial Service by a river with the children, ending with us placing origami boats into the water. I wanted them to have a moment and a memory of saying goodbye to their Oba-chan (Japanese for grandmother.)
Grieving is an individual process - you never know how someone will deal with loss. I was surprised at my reactions as well as those of my family members. It's going to take time to work through it all.
God was there with me, providing many miracles that helped me endure some of the more difficult moments. His Word provided so much comfort. One of the most poignant miracles for me, a gift from God, was when my mother opened her eyes and squeezed my hands tightly. She was pretty much in a coma for the two weeks prior to passing, and this was the most movement she had during that time. I believe that she knew I was there with her and that she was in peace.