Yes, I experienced a proof that life does in fact go on. The day my mother died, I received a call at my office. The secretary told me that my mother was on the phone and that she insisted that I be interrupted even though I was speaking with a very good client. I then asked my client if I could call him back.
When I got on the phone, my mother apologized for interrupting my phone call with John, and at the time I did not think anything of it. My mother then continued to discuss with me the need to take care of my handicapped father if anything happened to her. I asked her if she was feeling bad, but my mother stated she was doing ok. My mother made me promise that I would take care of my father no matter how hard it might get. So, I promised her so she would feel good knowing that I would take over for her if something happened that would not allow her to continue to take care of him. I then asked if she was being truthful with me about her health, and then she startled me, when she said, "Honey, I am dying and just wanted to make sure you knew I was counting on you." She then said she had to leave now and do her last minute things. She then was gone.
I felt something awful as I could not figure out what just happened. But I was soon to find out, as the secretary once again came into the office. She told me it was my parents neighbor who was on the phone and that he had indicated he had some bad news for me.
I picked up the phone and before I could ask what was going on, Bill, the neighbor said, "your mother died this morning at 6am. She was getting breakfast for your father as she always does. But when she did not come back into the kitchen after going to the bathroom, your father went to find her. He then called me and we called the paramedics. They arrived in about 10 or 15 minutes and pronounced her dead about 15 minutes later. That was at 6:14am. Your dad said to tell you that she went peacefully."
Well, this was hard to believe because I had just spoken with my mother at 10am. So, I asked Bill, "are you sure, I just spoke with mom."
Bill said, "that's not possible, because the funeral director just took the body about 10 minutes ago. It took 2 hours to process the paperwork to remove her body."
That call came 4 hours after she died. And, she still talks to me when I am with my dad so that I can pass on things that will make him feel better.
Last week, she told me to take him to his favorite fishing hole.
And, I certainly did.