This past Tuesday afternoon, my mother became seriously ill. As I write this, she remains hospitalized. I recorded this update yesterday as I drove back to my home from the hospital before the conversations we had today with the doctor.
As of today, we are having to accept the fact that there is a strong possibility that she will not recover.
There is much to do, much to accept, much to remember and much to reflect on and although I have tried to prepare myself for this day, knowing that the situation was becoming worse over the last few months, it is still a very difficult time for me.
This is why I have decided that I need to take an indefinite break from my online activities including Twitter, the blog and the podcast.
Almost thirty years ago, my mother cut out an article from Ann Landers and shared it with me. I have had a copy of it all of these years (I am looking at it now). On Wednesday night, I was going through some of her papers and found the original. In the article there is a poem which I feel is quite appropriate to share at this time.
THE TIME IS NOW
If you are ever going to love me,
Love me now, while I can know
The sweet and tender feelings
Which from true affection flow.
Love me now
While I am living,
Do not wait until I’m gone
And then have it chiseled in marble,
Sweet words on ice cold stone.
If you have tender thoughts of me
Please tell me now.
If you wait until I am sleeping
Never to awaken,
There will be death between us
And I won’t hear you then.
So, if you love me, even a little bit,
Let me know it while I am living
So I can treasure it.