Archive for July, 2012

REFLECTION in the Garden: It’s not goodbye

Thursday, July 26th, 2012

Yesterday, my Mom passed away.  It’s been a day since and I still haven’t shed a tear.  As I sat in the garden with our Lord this morning, I asked Him why I haven’t cried.  He said people normally cry because they wish their loved one would still be around on planet Earth to walk with them.  Mom was 92.  She was so tired… it was time for her to move on.

He then brought my attention to the petals which had fallen off a spent rose.  They had scattered half-hazardly on the garden bed.  Our Father then reminded me of the Scripture passage “There is a time for everything, a season for every activity under heaven.” Ecclesiastes 3:1   He reminded me that Mom had gone through her seasons well and unlike the spent rose blossom that had already been forgotten, she would forever be remembered because of how she impacted the lives of others.  What she did and didn’t do affected the lives of many and their lives have forever been changed because she had chosen to reach out and touch them.

Mom was a feisty, independent woman.  Although she was repeatedly advised by her physician to have someone live with her, she stood firm with her choice of living independently.  She claimed that her Life Alert gadget, which she wore around her neck, was far better than “you people”.  She explained that we or a helper would not be able to hear her if she called out and the Life Alert would ensure that someone knew when she needed aid.

Last night, Nicole was upset that Grandma died alone.  She asked why Grandma didn’t press her Life Alert and call out for help.  It was then that I realized that perhaps Mom had gone too quickly and she didn’t have a chance.  I reassured Nicole that Grandma was not alone and I was certain Jesus was with her.  Mom prayed her Rosary regularly and I know Mother Mary prayed for her “then and at the time of her death”.  Mom died the way she had wanted to… independent to the very end.

Somehow, I’m sure it was by God’s grace, I knew Mom was going to pass soon.  She was tired and I’m sure she was frustrated of being trapped in her aged body that prevented her from doing the things she enjoyed.  Although she was frail and she walked with a shuffle, she didn’t accept much help because she continued to believe she could do it on her own.  Working around her aged handicaps, she made the most of her life as she visited her e-mail, Facebook, MSN and Skype, connecting with those she loved and cared for.  She travelled great distances across the seas to the Philippines to visit her dear sister, only to return back to California because she wanted to return to her independent life style.  She continued to connect with her grandchildren through phone calls and through the internet and she continued to wittingly joke around with them.  She continued to educate herself by visiting her medical sites and others which she came across as she “surfed the web”.  And yes, there was her favourite Jeopardy which kept her active mind alert.

As I prepare for her funeral Mass, our Father brings a song to mind…  I’m not sure why, but I sense this was on Mom’s mind yesterday.

“Goin’ Up Yonder” by Ruben Studdard (

“If you want to know where I’m going, where I’m going soon.
If anybody asks you, where I’m going, where I’m going soon.

I’m going up yonder, I’m going up yonder, I’m going up yonder to be with my lord.

I’m going up yonder, I’m going up yonder, I’m going up yonder to be with my lord.

I can take the pain, the heartache they bring
the comfort in knowing, I’ll be gone soon,
As God gives me grace, I’ll run this race, until I see my savior face to face.

I’m going up yonder, I’m going up yonder, I’m going up yonder to be with my lord.

Oh, Oh, I’m going up yonder, I’m going up yonder, I’m going up yonder to be with my lord.”

Will my tears be shed on Mom’s passing?  Perhaps, but I’m sure it will be more for joy that she didn’t suffer long and she has returned to our Father’s arms.

Thank YOU Lord for bringing Mom Home to her new eternal life with You.

God bless,

Melissa – July 26, 2012


A Reading from the Book of Wisdom 3: 1-6,9 (short version)

The souls of the just are in the hand of God,
and no torment shall touch them.
They seemed, in the view of the foolish, to be dead;
and their passing away was thought an affliction
and their going forth from us, utter destruction.
But they are in peace.
For if in the eyes of men, indeed they be punished,
yet is their hope full of immortality;
Chastised a little, they shall be greatly blessed,
because God tried them
and found them worthy of himself.
As gold in the furnace, he proved them,
and as sacrificial offerings he took them to himself.
Those who trust in him shall understand truth,
and the faithful shall abide with him in love;
Because grace and mercy are with his holy ones,
and his care is with his elect.