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Mom made her transition from the planet earth to the Kingdom of Heaven one month ago…March 17, 2016.  It seems like only yesterday.  I still remember arriving in California to rush to her bedside and see her again after being separated from her for one year and ten months…May 7, 2014, until March 13, 2016.

Mom and I had never been more than a phone call away, all of my life…

Mom and I were always together, or a phone call away…What separated us was a family who neither one of us knew or ever imagined…The love of money transforms people into creatures you would never dream of ever crossing your path. They took the eighth commandment and violated it in every way imaginable…in ways that only the Devil himself could conjure into being! In the process, disrespecting and violating a mother’s wishes, and separating her from the daughter she knew she could depend on to carry out her wishes for a peaceful life in her final years.

God granted my prayer…I asked to see my mother one more time before either she or myself left this world for the next…I prayed that he would release her from her pain and torment, and wrap His loving arms about her, and take her home.

I spent three days by her bedside.  When I arrived on the night of March 14th, she was in her room alone and she was slipping in and out of consciousness.  I leaned over her and kissed her forehead.  I took her hand and kissed it several times…then I whispered in her ear… “Mom, its me…its Charlene.” She opened her eyes immediately.  She could not speak because of the tubes…she closed her eyes, and I whispered again in her ear…”I’m here to take you home.”

I thanked her for being my mother…for teaching me so many things about life that I may not have discovered on my own…for loving me…and letting me love her.  I told her not to worry about me, because I would be fine…I told her that so many people who had gone before her, were waiting to welcome her…to give her more love than she could ever imagine! That God, Himself, was waiting to welcome His daughter back home…

It saddened me that those who she was leaving behind…whom called themselves sons and daughters and sisters and brothers…aunts and uncles…nieces and nephews…were being just that, left behind…because they chose a path contrary to the Truth…the Light…and the Way…The children that she loved, coveted her life in a way that they still choose to defend in darkness….

I know that for me, I was blessed to have the best of Mom in life…and in her passing…and one day when my time is done…I will see Mom again…Until then, I hold her in my heart…and rejoice…knowing, that she is home again.  Every Saint Patrick’s Day will be extra special…The luckiest day of the year paved Mom’s entrance into Heaven!