My sweet mama has died

July 20, 2016

My sweet mama died around 9 a.m this morning. With the guidance of the hospice nurse, Carol, we undressed, cleaned, and rubbed lotion all over her thin, limp, lifeless body. We picked out one of her favorite summer dresses, bright yellow with flowers, put fresh clean flowery sheets on her bed, even a fresh Depends on her bottom, combed her hair, and arranged her as pleasant and lifelike in her bed as possible. We cried and laughed the whole time—the whole atmosphere in her bedroom begs for comic (cosmic) relief.

Her death, like life, was far from ideal but the hospice nurse assured us it was a very good death—a role model death for the rest of us. Another day I might dive into the differences of opinion between my youngest sister and I regarding the easing of her last hours on earth, but for now I let those differences be. I’m grateful to both of my sisters for all their help, for many years now, assuring that our parents die at home, in their own bed, with their Dutch-Indonesian eating habits and all their lifelong idiosyncrasies respected.

I’m still a bit shell shocked from it all . . . so intense to step back into the stream of life without a part of me back in the bed with my mother. She was so brave—showing me what to do and also what I don’t want to do, when my own time of departure is at hand.

We’ll keep my mom in her bed till 9 p.m. tonight. Then come the funeral folks to take her to be cremated . . . I’ll come back tonight to witness this last step . . . Hospice recommended we don’t wait till tomorrow, due to the warm temperature.

When I left the house, my father was eating pancakes in the kitchen, and three of my mom’s granddaughters were sitting by her bed, seeing death, possibly seeing a corpse for the first time. Tonight, I’ll massage my dad’s feet as usual, and get a sense of his state of mind now that his wife of 68 years  has gone to her heavenly home, as he describes it . . .

I feel so relieved that my mother’s days of  lingering in bed, growing weaker, the not knowing how she was feeling as she waved her skeletal arms in the air, are over . . .  I’m glad that her end-of-life wondering and confusion over dropping the body has come to an end.

Photo: My mother in Den Haage, Holland, when she was still known by her maiden name, Maria Schreiner Vermeer.

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Marriage to my father, Rene Ferry Diets, August 20, 1948

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Nine months later, with me, Susanna Francina Diets, born May 24, 1949

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9 Responses to “My sweet mama has died”

  1. Leslie Ferraro Says:

    Oh Suza, I’m so sorry! Losing your Mom is so difficult. I am glad for you and for her that she went on her terms, in her home. My heart is with you.

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  2. Julie Williams Says:

    It is a sad day to lose your Mother. I know and empathize with that particular feeling of loss. There is none quite so close to daughters as their Mothers. Heartfelt sadness for you and your family. Life is for the living, and so now you will move on, remembering the happy times with your Mama. Blessings.

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  3. Ellen Bon - Kamstra Says:

    ❤️

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  4. Marilyn Prange Says:

    Dear Suza: my deepest heartfelt sympathy!
    My father died July 20, 2002.

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  5. Deana Says:

    Suza you are beloved and held dear as you separate on this physical earth from your beloved mom. I hope she’s flying free and enjoying a symphony of beauty as she’s left us. I was thinking of you a lot with the full moon last night. So hard to see her go and still it is this way. Wishing you love today.

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  6. zonewell Says:

    So sorry, Suza, but I know this must also be a liberation for her and those who love her. How fortunate you all were to have hospice so she could end her days at home. Wishing peace and heartsease to you and your family.

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  7. Coach Keya Says:

    Phew! It is sad, sweet, tough, tender – all in the same breath. Hugs for you and I know what you mean when you say “my sweet mama has died”. I remember when my sweet mama died and we did all that , that you did for your mama. Hang loose yet hold tight. Reflecting on this day 6 years from today will me a different experience all together. namaste!

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  8. Coach Keya Says:

    … “will be a”…

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  9. Fanny Says:

    Dear Suza, I am so sorry for your loss… Such a hard day losing your mama. Please receive my sincere condolences.
    Be hugged !
    Fanny

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