By: Robert Clements
Location: Washington DC USA
It is the Fall of 1989,I had heard my
Aunt was in the hospital in richmond VA. Suffering from Dibetic complications. One Leg Amputaated the other in question and Health isues. the tell my mother, Her sister might not make it. A week passed. I finaly cought up with her son George who at this time was leaving for Richmond that Day. Can I go with you, I sugested. Yes! I felt good hust to go and to see her maybe this one last time. I live in Washington DC, and for me Richmond is in the Country. However it is a City. As a child my mother sent me and my two sisters for the summer. Bare foot Baths in tubs.Pulling water from the well. It was Heaven little care Cousins Aunts Grandmother. And my Moms. I look back at this and just Dream! When ariving at the Hospital i noticed it was as large as Some of the Ones at Home.I was begaining to understand this is life. Where we are born and wher some die. I was not feeling fear I didn't want to see her.Dying and in missery. I had never seen anyone missing a leg, or Dying. George went ahead of me, i lingered out in the hall for a minnute of so. A God sent me a Truth, say your heart speak your mind. Only good can come from truth and Love. I felt
"God is with me" God loves me. I walked in to her room, and I couldnt believe my eyes. Boath legs were Amputated. Her eyes closed, but conscience.
What am I to say! Hi Aunt Cleo! She murmered my name, I just stared; How long your going to be here? She's talking of what I don't want to hear'death'.God is Good. I have lived a good life. i didn't want to hear this. Cleo! Cleo! George said the medication has her drousy. Dont talk so loud. I just Want to tell her about the cook out! thats the last thing on her mind. She softly spoke,"Cook out" yes!!
Youll be around for the cook out. you make the best Potato Salid on Earth, she smiled. 'thats all you think about FOOD' We boath laughed the energy level in the room dubbled quadrupled. I had changed the subject from the after life to Life. I felt good. Spirits were up,God was in. when we left i knew not the outcome. Yet i knew I spoke my truth.i knew I would see her again. In this life of with God. She pulled through and 9 months later we were all sitting a Georges Cook out. Cleo and all of our family for the first time ever. god let her see this. And This Story is something in my life that has made Truth my life's goal.
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