GUIDED TO THE STARS
The memory I refer to is from years ago, when Roy and I had brought his mother, Gen, down from Missouri because she could no longer take care of herself. We had been waiting for her room to be ready at The Atria. It was late at night, and we were taking her to a temporary place near our house. We were getting her tucked in and making her comfortable. The elderly woman who would be her roommate held out her hand and beckoned me to her side. As I held her hand, she seemed to be in a trance. Then after a moment she spoke to me. "Why, you must be the angel that will take me there (Heaven)." The attendant said that she had been asking for someone all day. So, I held her hand while Roy and the attendant made Gen comfortable. As I held her hand, the woman drifted back to sleep. I gently put her hand by her side and straightened her covers.
We finished getting Gen settled in and left for home, about a mile away. It was after 10:00 p.m. The next day, we went back to check on Gen and make sure she was comfortable. When we walked in the room, the elderly woman's bed was empty, but freshly made up. I asked where the woman had gone. The attendant said that she had passed away in the night......and I wondered where her family was.
So, my younger sister will have a very important assignment. She's just the right person for the job. She will do well. There is absolutely no accurate description of what happens when you sit with someone in their final moments.....the peacefulness that descend upon you both when you are holding their hand, helping to escort them to the next place. Sleep in peace and tranquility dear lady. Your place is ready for you.
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