LIFE

Listening to what might be her last breath

Rebecca

 

I’ve been resting with my eyes closed listening to you breathe. I don’t know when your breaths will stop.

Why do I find such comfort?

Yet, I do.

With each breath you breathe, I am reminded of life.

With each breath you breathe, I am reminded of my own mortality.

With each breath you breathe I think of the Holy Spirit breathing peace into my soul when every other part of me is breaking.

As long as you breathe, I have you with me.

Keep breathing, mom, just a little longer.

I’m not ready to say goodbye.

Published by Rebecca

Hi. I'm so glad you're here. My blog focuses on faith and mental health issues such as mood disorders like depression, anxiety, and dysthymia (chronic low moods that don't qualify as depression.) I post DIY and decorating projects when I can. My book, "Depression Has A Big Voice. Make Yours Bigger! (Expanded Edition), is on sale at all online retailers. I have a Psychology degree and post-graduate courses in Clinical Pastoral Education. I am a former hospital chaplain, Bible teacher, and retreat/conference inspirational speaker. Thank you for visiting and may you feel God's presence today.

2 thoughts on “Listening to what might be her last breath”

  2. So true. We are NEVER ready to say goodbye. Through your blog, I am reliving my own experiences with my mom. Precious yet painful. I kept reminding myself that the Lord has prepared a wonderful world filled with glorious sights, smells and delights. No tears, no pain. Most importantly, our loved one will forever be loved by God Almighty.

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