Hi, my name is Rommy and I am a guest blogger here on sanseilife.
Although I am no longer in this world my mom thinks about me a lot and I try to send her memories to remind her about the great life we had together.
I reminded mom about a friend I made one day. Laura was in a wheelchair and was very sad. I went right up for her so that she could pet me.
She told my mom that she was amazed that I was not afraid of her or her wheelchair.
Mom and I would occasionally go on outings with Laura. She knew all the friendly people and cool places that didn’t mind me coming in their stores.
One day we were in a favorite store and about five people talked to Laura and asked her about her dog friend. She was the happiest I had ever seen her. Suddenly animated and laughing the whole afternoon.
Later she told my mom, with tears in her eyes, that she loved going places with me. She said she used to be invisible but now when people saw me they saw her too. I thought people tears were a sad thing but that day I learned people tears can be a good thing too.
Laura is here with me and met me at the Rainbow Bridge to welcome me. She doesn’t need her wheelchair anymore.
Mom always tries to take a moment to smile and say hi to those invisible people and I just reminded her why.
Here is a picture of my mom Doris, my sister Kris and my dog Rommy from about 2009. They are all united now and they are planning to meet me at the Rainbow Bridge when I am ready to join them.
Doris did not want to have a prolonged last illness, nor did she want her family to have to watch a painful decline. She told me many times that some day she was going to go to sleep and just never wake up.
This is the story of the strong will and determination of my mom. A woman with a great sense of humor and one of the best story tellers I have ever met. Being with her was always compelling and entertaining.
It was New Years Day and she and I devoured a ton of sushi, a huge assortment of her favorite pickles, manju for dessert and mugs and mugs of green tea. We sat and ate and talked and laughed and ate some more until we finished every bit of food to be seen.
I left feeling really good about my mom, she was sleepy with good food and content with our happy News Years Day celebration.
The next morning I received a call from her caregivers that Doris would not wake up and that there was no reason for it.
I could not wake her up, none of her friends or caregivers could either. She told me that morning, without even opening her eyes, “Itai” and gently pushed me away. That was the last word she said to anyone.
Itai can mean pain but as she said this she gave me a small frown that was more of annoyance and I felt like I was intruding on her journey.
Doris slipped away from us peacefully in her sleep, just as she always said she would.