Linda Masanimptewa-psychic journey

I haven't been on my website in awhile.  I  have been checking in but for the most part I have been taking care of my mom who was severely debilitated.  She has been in hospice care in home since early November 2011 but for the most part, I have been the sole caregiver until the last few weeks of her life.  I never knew that I had it in me that I could give such care to someone else let alone my own mother.  On March 30, 2012 she lost her struggle and passed into the next life.  She was in severe pain most of the months until the very last day of her life.  Her in home caregiver told  me that she didn't suffer much that day or much at the end. 

I went to work that day but I had a very bad feeling.  I guess I should have listened to my own intuitiveness but I left for work anyway.  Suddenly, I got a call from her caregiver that she was having a hard time breathing.  I rushed home but I just missed her.  The caregiver said that she was calling for me but I didn't get home in time.  I  think this will stick with me for a long time to come.  I wasn't there at the end to be with her to comfort her in some way.  But like I've said before, events happen for a reason whether I realize it now or later.  Hopefully, there was a reason why that I wasn't there with her at the end. 

I don't want to dwell on the sadness of it all but I want to remember my  mom for who she was.  A kind and gentle soul who was also an empath whether she realized it or not.  She felt for animals and living things in nature including plants like flowers.  She loved flowers and gardening in general.  She also always knew when I was in need of emotional care.  She would comfort me in times of fear or pain.  I think that is one thing I will miss her the most for, her kindness and empathy.  But she is in a better place now even though I know this sounds cliche`. 

She doesn't have the boundaries of the physical self but is free and able to go whereever she wants.  We had a discussion once about this after my dad had passed.  I asked her "I wonder what dad is doing now?"  She thought for a minute then said "He is flying now."  I said "Flying?!"  She said "Yeah, he is flying to see his old militiary buddy then he is going to see other family members in many places.  He is free now."  I believe now my  mom is free too.  'Flying' to where ever she pleases and without pain.

I wrote this little poem the morning of her memorial service.  It isn't the greatest poem ever written but I awoke around 4 am and this came from me.

"For every sunset there is a new sunrise.

Do not weep for me for I have passed my sunset.

There is a new and glorious sunrise awaiting me.

I have begun my second journey, one of eternal peace

And glorious warmth of love.  Without the pain of

Physical self to hold me back.

Yes, I am free, I am truly free."