My mom went home to Jesus last Sunday. November 14, 2010, 11:00pm.

I wish I could say she went peacefully. But she was such a fighter. The last several hours were filled with seizures and stress and anguish. We begged her to just let go.

When she finally found her peace, I was glad. From Sunday through Wednesday, I thanked God for His mercy.

Wednesday night, I went through pictures of her life with her sisters. The memory of her sickness and pain faded with every smiling photograph.

And with it went my gladness and thankfulness. Now I just want her back.

Thursday is visitation and Friday is the funeral. I am afraid of the finality they will bring.