All I Have Is Memories.

Memories is all that remain now of my parents, the two people who created me, loved me, and built who I am today, and even though my pain is so deep from loosing them I can reflect back to my memory and dream of the times I got with them. I would like to share one with you about my mom from Feb,22,2011, just 2 days before she passed away. I was visiting my parents for the week with my babies, mom was in hospital due to her cancer just making it to hard for dad to care for her on his own. This day we went to the hospital about 11am and she asked me if I would help her with a shower, I asked if a nurse could and she requested that I help her, so I did, I didn't mind anyway, I wanted to help her as much as I could because after all she helped me in more was I could count and I wanted to soak up as much as time with her as I could. As I left the kids in the hospital room with dad watching over I took mom in her wheel chair down the hallway to the shower room, there was a chair in the shower stall and I helped her to it. Moving was slow and extremely painful for her. I got the water to a nice temp asking her if it was too hot or too cold on her feet, the shower head was one that came off the wall to direct the spray. After I found the perfect temp I started from her feet and legs washing her as I was on my knees beside her chair, she put her hand on my shoulder and said my name and as I looked up to her I noticed she had tears in her eyes, I asked her if she was hurting, her response was no, then she said "I can't fight anymore" and as I shut off the water to talk, wrapping a large towel around her frail body I told her "its ok to stop fighting mom, if you need to go then you go, we will be ok" we cried together in that shower. I started up the water again and continued washing her up, dressed her, a wheeled her back to her room where she got a top up of pain meds and settled into bed, the kids and I went back to my parents house and left dad to be with mom. The next morning is when the Dr called in the family as she took a turn and was making her way out of this world that happened on the 24th. I still recall it all so vividly and I'm thankful for that, but it does not stop my pain in missing her and dad so much.