Word prompt: Night
As the sun set, she looked at her Mother, tucked up in her hospital bed, ghostly pale and still.
She looked peaceful, blissfully unaware that her life teetered in the balance.
The stroke suffered 27 days earlier, she had been told by Doctors ‘ Could take her any time’
With visiting hours over, she rose from her chair and placed a kiss on her Mother’s forehead, the sound of her breathing a small comfort that life was still present.
Lingering in the doorway, a single tear rolled down her face as she whispered her goodbye ‘Good night Mum, don’t get up to too much mischief!’
Aug 19, 2012 @ 06:40:42
The vigil that comes to many of us – nicely captured.
Aug 19, 2012 @ 07:22:44
Thank you for your lovely comment Sandra
Aug 19, 2012 @ 16:00:43
My own mother died 40 years ago this month, so this really touches my heart. A love bit of writing.
Aug 21, 2012 @ 00:36:38
Thanks for reading Jane….it is nice that writing can connect people, and is capable of evoking memories, both the happy and the sad….
Aug 20, 2012 @ 07:35:32
Difficult memories connected to this scene for me too. Twenty years ago, hospital then hospice for my mom.
Lovely writing to have affected us all so much
) Well done!
Aug 21, 2012 @ 00:35:14
Thanks for reading Jo-Anne…This short piece also came from a place of saddness for me…My Nan suffered a stroke 10 years ago and the person I knew and loved never returned to us…Thanks for stopping by my blog.