Son and Mother Poems

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Elaine Williams 2008

My husband was 10 months sick with cancer, If I had a dream. I had the care of his bed? Rfnisse f? R almost 11 months, and although some days it seemed may be progress, in hindsight I see it was really a steady progression on a downhill curve.

One night I had a dream I was upstairs in our zweist? storey house and saw my j? ngster son of the window, a spacious area for en? ck faces. I could see a big machine is unstoppable n e from? and n? her to the house. It made a terrible L? Rm, almost like a sound thrashing. With fear, I knew it went into the house through the Hintert? Come r, in the K? Surface and to call on the corner of the living room where my husband and SA I tried to warn everyone, but I could not speak. I ran down the stairs, H? Ren n her? And n? Come from.

When I got down to the living room, my husband was the chair where he always disappeared in the corner v sa?? llig. The plane had come from the R? Rear side of the house, as i fear? Rchtet and had swept him and his chair away. It was around the front of the house? Over the side yard.

I go? rt to speak my j? ngster son, the site was ch a friend of my husband, and the conversation? normal as if nothing had happened. I wanted to scream, but it n? Tzte nothing. When I woke up I was sure my husband die w? Rde.

I never ore? Sample him from this dream. I could not speak to him. I was afraid to confirm to what I knew it meant. I did as best I could so that my husband was still alive, but in my dream state, I knew he would die w? Rde.

That day was the first time that I realized the truth of his impending death. That afternoon, our regular? Quality hospice nurse came, and my husband asked quietly, without fanfare, how much time they thought he had. I stared at him, not to say a word. She said? About their experience based, probably two or three weeks. I went into a numb state. I did not expect him to his own death and mortality to confront in this way. And yet it was only nat? Of course, he know w? Rde, the end was near. I had denied me.

When my sister lose?, I went with her son can en. I ore? Their Sample of the dream I had. She put her arms around me in my misery. I faced the truth that he would die.

This week my husband refused to put me one of the eiwei? rich formula f I? r it was the preparation, in the enteral pump, his only source of food. I have tried to argue with him, but he was quiet adamant. I can still see the look on his face. He said simply: “No more.” That was it. That was his way of saying to me, this is the end. Two weeks later? Ter he died. It was not discussed, we do not ‘have it kids k? Nftig get no more of the little subsistence his stomach k? Nnte ore choose?. It was just done. If we have discussed it with the kids? I know not. We spoke with them? About everything else. Above all, her father always told him how much he loved her.

The last week is a mixed collection of confused memory. My husband did not sleep well, as he dozed on and off all day. He developed a bed sore that we tried to bew invalid?, But had to be incredibly painful. His focus turned inward. There was little verbal communication, and I stayed by his side most of the time. At night w? He rde awake at two or three clock in the morning, and he had to drink cups of water at a time. It was surprising when you consider he was not able to drink or eat in three months or more. He was incredibly weak, and I could not lift it to him to help on the dresser, and as easily as he had become. My heart cried inside, but there was nothing I could do is back, except he love the man I married twenty years ago. I was Ersch? Pft, and knew I could not take. I wanted to f? R him go to sleep and asked God to take him. His death was relatively quiet, but I’ve always wondered if it w re? Have been easier if we have more? Had spoken to him about dying.

The Challenge of Death and Dying: Caring f? r their aging parents ??????????????

The process of dying one of the biggest s is B? HNEN of learning of the human soul, gesto often with fear and resistance? en, but also in the presence of these, with the growth of the soul in its W? rdigung its relationship to life gef? filled.

There is no way to die experience, so that f is the maximum growth? leads. F? Some r, the meaning of the Str? Determination of an aspect of life to another is guided intuitively many credits, even if nothing in the FR? Heren stages of life as a spiritual belief? Been articulated about the life after death. F? R others, it is a well-defined understanding? Ndnis and sometimes experience of continuity? T to life, so that can apart from the pain or discomfort that occur k?, In the final stages of physical life, there is no fear. F? R still others it is a vessel? Hl of confusion? About the end of life – a perplexity? Anticipation about non-existence. Often, the idea of death on the psyche of the past introduced? Leads have been, and includes the idea that there is a kind of black-out of consciousness in which everything ends. And yet, even if it makes sense to make the mind, it’s Rem? Ffend to the heart, can not comprehend such an idea.

Over and over again, is a man who tries to sense f? r make the experience of dying is thoughtful question, which as n? Next happened, whether they are active so in a conscious way or not. It is the most important question of the last phase of life f? R many, especially f? R those who have not come to a conclusion, it leaves behind? Sst a vessel? Hl of peace. Even in the presence of denial? About the death of the approach, or the? Rger that life has ’short cut’, or live in the presence of a desire to simply continue without any thought of the future – even in the presence of each of these stance, the underlying process of trying deal with the helplessness? about the end of life takes place.

F? r those who have a family configuration in which care is? older parents is an important part of a central aspect of life have inherited, it is very important to know how to deal with the dying process in ? be older people. And? F r those that are simply those that are transferred loving preparation, physical out of existence?, It is also important to know how to be with this stage of experience and life.

What is important to remember and trust that the process of learning and inclusion, the meaning of death and life also happen if the parents or? older lover is no indication that this so. It is happening at the level of the deeper consciousness or the soul, even if it does not happen to au? S can be articulated in a way or k?. The deeper self is Reaching Out in the direction of light and truth, and although the eren? U? Can not even understand that there is an answer to the question “why?” – Why the death, why life – the inner being white?, Is that it is.

F? r some, the process of dying, the central experience of life is, but it may appear from the outside? en. It may be that life was completely? Constantly with relationships, family, lived a productive work, and experiences that are rich and alive for many years, and at the end of life, that there are more and more to limit and descr? Nkung T? activity. At such times it may appear to an observer and also the one who is k? Rperlich is very curtailed? Nkt that life is not lived is no longer completely? Correct, because the attitude of the k? Physical activity? T from. This is never the case. The shift has been made easy, or is of a physical observable living life with? U? Eren events that are marked function buttons, a less visible or invisible inner life, which is around the question of life and death realigned has. What causes fear or distress in those who are witnesses of this shift is the need of the descr? Nkung the k? Physical activity? T and the functioning of the aging and dying people. What w? Rde this distress to a considerable Ma? Relieve e is the knowledge that the death occurs successfully, no matter what? U? Ere phenomenon that is? About the occurring actively dealing with it. Some things are easier to process ideas through the mental aspect of understanding and articulation, and some things closing must be below the threshold of consciousness in a place where the mind and the heart? T is a synergy in which both are trying their way to f? choose to take a new experience and new understanding in one? ndnis.

The positive Supporting of this environment one? older person who is death, is of big importance it in all situations, which by this loving Big Support? transmitted can not get thoughts? About death and the continuity? t of life, but the vessel? cave, associated with such? conviction of hope, security, trust and peace. This vessel? Hle k? Can without words? Be transmitted. They exist in the hearts and in the deeper knowledge of the soul, and so even without active conversation? Che Aspiring with family or friends accompanying, k can? These deeper Gef? Chairs and postures are taught with profit.

In the end, any person as a soul by? transition from physical life in their own way and with the experience they are willing to have. The time can be a rich and even a happy one to one, that they on the verge of experiencing an expansion of M possibilities? Of life, but are white?, A reduction of the reality of existence. F? R such, the views of the vessel? To die hl to go home to something familiar, if not known, and can be a place that one would expect the visit or the entry by a vessel? Hl of peace and with a deep vessel? be the return hl.

F? r those who are not ready f? r this perception and preparation, it is often the experience of dying itself, even in the last moments of life, or at the time of last breath, that the truth of the continuity? t of life conveyed to the departing soul. These moments of? Transition are an experience all its own, and has no matter what they guided? Leads has is a soul, a deep amount of awakening and the new learning at the time of death of completion. For this reason, it is important that the transition? Of physical life as a journey with many parts of welcomes? En, and that the last part, exhaled to know the moment of the soul from the K? Body can, the last breath of the physical life, but the first real knowledge of the soul, that they do not die, but that they live and on-going in life.

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On Death and Dying in a Small Town: One More Reason to Retire in One

On Death and Dying in a Small Town

One more reason to retire in one

By Carol Forsloff

Old, lonely, frustrated, and worried who’ll remember you when life’s over?  Move to a small town.  Everyone will attend your funeral, or the wake preceding it; and if they can’t, will make sure that someone from their home or office does.  Among the many reasons to retire in Natchitoches, what happens when you die isn’t mentioned; and maybe it ought to be.  Because death and dying in a small town is so much different than how the process plays out in a major city.  Small towns value life, both coming and going, and the “money where the mouth goes” scenario is played out regularly as hordes of people in parked cars and on foot line up to say a final goodbye to this one or that one, known for a little, or known for a lot, but cared about still.

In one small town called Natchitoches, Louisiana I saw the town turn out for the long goodbye to a town sister, with a life celebrated and finalized at the local Catholic Church.  Many people knew about the funeral, even those who didn’t know the deceased and referred to her simply as “Eulah’s sister.”  The fact is, however, that she was a topic among the seniors for several days; and those who never knew her found something to ponder from the concerns expressed by town residents in every part of the Parish.

A beloved citizen in that same small town fell ill and remained in the hospital for several weeks.  He had been sick off and on for years.  But this time it was much more serious, because the good man died in the hospital.  Hundreds of people poured through those hospital doors, more than the hospital could manage at times, so they were staggered in small groups over the days.  When death came, the town grieved again, then turned out in full force for a friend, just as it had in the few short weeks before..

So how is dying different in a small town like Natchitoches?  In a big city, where resident turnover is constant, people are coming and going constantly, and the sheer volume of folks makes deep relationships difficult, death is met with scarcely a whisper in the din of a busy world.  One is apt to hear, “I hear that Muriel died.  I wish I had been able to get to her funeral, but you know it was just a busy time for me; and I couldn’t make it.”  But in small towns there’s a difference.  Every soul is significant, and the loss of a single one is noticed, remembered, and acknowledged because of the empty, visible space that’s left.