The array of flowers that were placed atop Mom’s casket. The two pink ones are meant to represent her two children…
The teddy bear that my sister Anita placed inside Mom’s casket on the morning of the funeral. I enclosed a letter: the last piece of writing that I ever did for my mother.
The casket at the graveside, immediately following the service…
The final resting place of Mom’s earthly body, after the grave had been filled…
A representative sample of all the food that friends and family brought to our house last week following Mom’s death. I swear, we had enough fried chicken alone to run the Colonel out of business!
Three days ago we laid Mom’s body to rest. I keep saying “Mom’s body” because that wasn’t Mom at all, not really. Everything that made Ruby Knight the wonderful, amazing and deeply beautiful woman that she was, God brought into His presence last Wednesday morning and out of that room at the hospice. All that we did two days later was to commit her earthly remains to the cemetery. It was as far as we are able to go in this world.
I am still recovering from it, although I’m sincerely shocked at how well I’ve been able to maintain myself through it all. Have there been tears? Absolutely. But… my girlfriend keeps telling me that I’m stronger than I was a year or so ago, when this would have completely devastated me. Probably to the point of needing severe medication. But this past week has seen me the furthest ...
At 8:26 a.m. this morning, my mother, Ruby Roberts Knight, went Home.
Thank you to everyone who has been keeping our family in thoughts and prayers.
I’m going to be away for awhile. Will try to return to this blog sometime soon.
EDIT 1:21 a.m. 12/29/2011: This has been the longest day that I can remember, from Tuesday evening on through the phone call early yesterday morning asking me to return to the hospice and then, less than an hour and a half later, Mom’s passing. Between then and now have been our family making arrangements at the funeral home, a stream of visitors to our home, and many many phone calls and text messages (my sister Anita swears that her iPhone is going to explode from all the traffic!).
Some will no doubt be wondering how I’m doing in light of my disclosure on this blog that I have ...