HER LAST MOTHERS DAY......2009

Mothers Day week of 2009:


She woke up to the knock on her door.  It was the "wound nurse" coming to help with cleaning and changing her bandage on her wound.  She had forgotten all about the nurse coming over due to heavy medication she was on and lack of sleep.  She opened the door and in stepped the nurse.  She was kind and gentle with Jeannette.  It was much appreciated and after she left Jeannette sat on her recliner to try and rest a bit.  Her dog and two cute cats followed her to the recliner and each made themselves comfy sitting next to her or resting their heads next to Jeannette's feet. 


Jeannette woke up a few minutes later and called me.  She told me, "Ma, please understand that I can't go to Fresno to see you for Mothers Day due to Pat and the kids are probably going to surprise me."  "Ma, I really feel like it will be my last Mothers Day on earth and so I think that they will make it special for me."  I understood and told her I loved her and to try and rest and not worry about me. 


On Mothers Day morning Jeannette called me and wished me a Happy Mothers Day.  She had sent me flowers and wanted to know if they had arrived and if I liked them.  I told her yes and that they were beautiful flowers and thanked her. 


After she hung up with me she waited in bed to see what her husband Pat and her four children had in store for the day.  She waited and waited.  Finally, she asked Pat what was going on for Mothers Day.  He told her that he was heading to his mom's house to show his mom how much he loved her and appreciated her.  Then he abruptly left the house.  Jeannette was in shock.  How could this happen.  Why did it happen.  She cried a million tears and when she was done crying she began to cry some more.  When she finally got ahold of her emotions, she called me and told me what happened.  I was so angry and wanted to go that instant and be with her.  My Jeannette went through so much during her battle with cancer.  Not only fighting cancer but suffering at the hands of the person she thought loved her and would do anything for her.  She was wrong.  She didn't deserve that.


I am sitting here crying just thinking about her last Mothers Day.  She died four months later.  I just wish she could have moved to Fresno and be with me.  I loved her with all my heart and will never, not never, stop.