Because of the machines hooked into her, she couldn’t talk.
When I was growing up, there were no cell phones, no email, not even a pager.
If my mom or dad need to get in touch with me, they stood on the porch and hollered. My mom would use my middle name along with my first (Michael Gordon!).
Unable to visit my mom in these last days, I was able to send a video message to her via email to my brother. He played it for her on his iPhone.
My brother said she smiled. Too bad she couldn’t laugh.
She had an out-loud laugh that filled a room and created smiles. I’ve missed her laugh. Will always remember her laughing.
She really loved music. I inherited eclectic musical ears from my mom. She listened to everything:
- Elvis Presley
- Three Dog Night
- Dean Martin
- The Beach Boys
- Kingston Trio
- Sam the Sham & the Pharaohs
- Bobby Goldsboro
She once armed my brother John and I with tennis rackets as “guitars” and we rocked out to Crocodile Rock – karaoke before it was invented.
Maybe there’s a Rock and Roll Heaven. If so, they’ve now got one heck of a fan. She passed away this afternoon with peace on her face.
Arrivederci, Linda Jean. I love you, Mom!
Thank you for this post, Mike. I’m glad to be able to see a photograph of your mother.
My faith is strong, brother.
Sending love to you and Angela!
Laure
Thanks, Laure. I was told there was a peace on her face. That’s a really good thing:-) Thanks for your prayers and your strong faith!
Sorry to hear Mike. My thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family.
Thanks Craig. Much appreciated.
I love your memories of your Mom I always remember her beautiful face and her red hair and her awesome laugh
Thanks, Cindy! There were some rough and tough times, too. It may be that we were better apart, but we’re always together. Like you, I remember the good things. I’m still looking and hoping for pictures of our moms and us all together. Love your heart and your cousin-ship:-)