damnskippy
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- Joined
- Jan 13, 2011
- Location
- germanton
First of all, I guess I've always been kind of a mamas boy. Lived across the road, saw her or at least talked to her everyday.
8/21/16 my daughter and I were going out of town. Circumstances prevented us going so we just happened to be home. My mother called that evening crying in pain. We ran up there called 911 and had her taken to the hospital where we found out she had an aneurysm in her stomach and a bleeding aorta.
We're told in the ER that with her other ailments (dialysis for eight years) that she would not live through the surgery. she was moved to the palliative care floor.
On Monday a buddy I got a call from a friend who said he missed my call earlier. I had not tried to call anybody. He swore he had a missed call from me and would show me. I explained what was going on and hadn't called. He said he would save it and show me. My phone showed no outgoing calls.
Later that week another good friend came by and gave me an envelope with a check. Said a group had gotten together and wanted me to have it because they knew how it was staying at a hospital and just felt I needed it.
Mom passed away on 8/31/16. I'm sure non-believers will argue, but I know God kept me from going out of town that Sunday. Mom would have died alone in her home had we been gone.
I know God sent that call to my friend as I hadn't tried to call him in weeks. Nobody knew at the time and he was the first outside support I had.
The money that was given to me ended up being enough to finish paying the funeral home to start the funeral and burial.
I'll never believe all of this was a coincidence. It was gods hand all the way. It's like the old poem everyone has seen. During the hard times, he will carry you.
I hope this makes at least one person think and turn their life around.
If you mother is still alive go see her and cherish every minute.
I love you mom. I hope you know how much you are missed. See you again one day.
8/21/16 my daughter and I were going out of town. Circumstances prevented us going so we just happened to be home. My mother called that evening crying in pain. We ran up there called 911 and had her taken to the hospital where we found out she had an aneurysm in her stomach and a bleeding aorta.
We're told in the ER that with her other ailments (dialysis for eight years) that she would not live through the surgery. she was moved to the palliative care floor.
On Monday a buddy I got a call from a friend who said he missed my call earlier. I had not tried to call anybody. He swore he had a missed call from me and would show me. I explained what was going on and hadn't called. He said he would save it and show me. My phone showed no outgoing calls.
Later that week another good friend came by and gave me an envelope with a check. Said a group had gotten together and wanted me to have it because they knew how it was staying at a hospital and just felt I needed it.
Mom passed away on 8/31/16. I'm sure non-believers will argue, but I know God kept me from going out of town that Sunday. Mom would have died alone in her home had we been gone.
I know God sent that call to my friend as I hadn't tried to call him in weeks. Nobody knew at the time and he was the first outside support I had.
The money that was given to me ended up being enough to finish paying the funeral home to start the funeral and burial.
I'll never believe all of this was a coincidence. It was gods hand all the way. It's like the old poem everyone has seen. During the hard times, he will carry you.
I hope this makes at least one person think and turn their life around.
If you mother is still alive go see her and cherish every minute.
I love you mom. I hope you know how much you are missed. See you again one day.
