|As hard as this was....this is a treasured, treasured moment.|
About an hour later, as she was sitting at her kitchen table her aorta suddenly tore. Yes, an aorta can do that. (Remember John Ritter's sudden death? Same thing.) Mom Jo was able to call 911 and was taken by ambulance to our main hospital with them still not knowing what the real issue was. Until the next morning during emergency surgery did they find the torn aorta. Up until that point it was assumed she had an aneurysm that had possibly burst. An aortic rupture can be much worse.
|God rewrote the story|
Six hours later she was out of surgery and the proud owner of a new, mesh aorta. It was nighttime at this point and we were told she would wake up in 2-12 hours. We all went home to sleep and returned in the morning to find she hadn't woken up properly. In fact she never would. Six days later as we all gathered around, we sang every hymn she held dear. We prayed. We laughed and told stories. My mom was completely surrounded by the people she loved the most and lived her days for. We held her hands as she passed from this earth into the glorious heaven that awaited her. She had fought her fight....run her race and her time here on earth was complete.
This was not how summer was supposed to be. We are grieving but ok. All the littles are doing well. Death is a part of life and as Christians we are surrounded by this truth on a daily basis. Because my mom knew Jesus we were and are comforted with the hope that surpasses all understanding and teaching this hope to all our littles has been an honor. We miss her terribly. The girls miss seeing her almost daily. She was such an integral part of all we do. The new normal is still being established but we are so very grateful for all our family and friends who walked this with us. Are we ready for the school year to start and the crazy to begin? No. Not at all. However I do know that there will be the same grace for this school year that our entire family felt throughout this ordeal. God is real friends.....and his presence has been keeping us. Thank you for your prayers!
|I will treasure this picture. So many memories.|
|Good bye Mom Jo. We love you.|