What is it with us humans--we have this infinite capacity to cry, even when we think we aren't going to cry any more! Where do these tears come from---they must be squeezed out of our broken hearts. .. Though your words help us smile through our tears, Mary. I have seen many people pass out of life in the hospital, and 9 times out of 10, it is usually very peaceful, they just linger awhile, and drift away. I like to think of that line from the song "Turn your eyes upon Jesus"--
<i>Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face,
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
In the light of His glory and grace.</i>
I like to think that is how it happens--things just get strangely dim... The important thing was that you were there with her, Mary. You were the first to hold her, and you were with her at the end. God gave her to you, and you had to let her go back to Him in the end. You both truly were "warriors" together.
The thing is that Debbie knew she had <u>lived </u> life mostly on her own terms, and she l<u>eft</u> on her own terms. I thank you for coming back and letting us into your heart like you have--you and all Debbie's family. You have opened up your broken hearts for us to see, and have thought of us, and worried about how we are doing and feeling. I am sure this will be of comfort to others who are someday going to face this--I know it is the biggest fear of mine for kaylee...We don't want to talk about it, or ask questions about it, but it's there, lingering in the closet, for all of us.
Thank you, thank you, I sense Debbie's spirit/essense, everytime I read something from you or Lynn, and I think she may be looking over your shoulder saying "Good job guys, glad you went back to my friends...see, I knew they would love you!"
I hope God's peace will be with you in time...