Last Kiss
There is nothing better than a kiss from Mom
Over the last week I have been overwhelmed with the vision of my mother’s last kiss. I guess every year on Mother’s Day I feel bittersweet, being a mother myself and missing my mother.
Her last kiss. It was October 1st 2004, I had just died my hair dark brown and when I entered the room she noticed and said she liked it and that it reminded her of when I was a little girl. She laid in the hospital bed with a glow about her; I thought she was going to fight this one as she always did. It was getting late, Goodbyes where in order as family members that came to see her had to go back home.
It was just the two of us. The TV was on, but something was different she didn’t want to watch our show “FRIENDS” like we usually did, instead that night she wanted to talk. She turned off the TV and she grabbed my hand. There was something beautiful about her as she asked me to tell her again what heaven was like. The room grew thick with the spirit of the Lord. I was blinded by what was happening but I proceeded to tell her about the beautiful streets of pure gold, of the pure light of God and how that once in the presence of the Lord we are made 100 percent whole, perfect and beautiful. We joked about how you could eat whatever you wanted in heaven and not gain a pound and how there was no pain, not hurt in heaven and about the mansion God was preparing. We laughed and she held my hand. She looked over to the window and she said, ” I can’t wait till tomorrow when I sit on the end of the bed to eat my breakfast and touch my feet to the floor”, she said “I haven’t touched the floor for months”. She had been in the hospital for so long. After that she began singing, she was so happy. Her nurse that night was Spanish and my mom being the sweet, caring woman she was apologized to her nurse for not knowing any Spanish songs to sing to her, then she stopped and she said, wait… I know one. She began to sing the Frito Lay song that was on commercials then. Aye, Yi, yi, YI I am the Frito bandito… My mother always with the fun sense of humor.
The Last Kiss. It was 10 o’clock and visiting hours where way past over, but the nurses all loved my mom so much they allowed me to stay. As the night grew later I assured my mother that I would be there in the morning to witness her sitting at the end of her bed eating her breakfast. She knew she was going home, but not to the home that I thought. I bent over to give her a kiss goodnight, she grabbed my face with her frail hands, she pressed her lips against mine for quite some time, and she knew that, that would be her last kiss. I was thrown off by the prolonged kiss but didn’t really pay much attention to it. I told her I loved her and began to walk out of the hospital room. I heard her yelling “I love you more, so I shouted back, “No, I love you more” and as I continued to walk out of the hospital this is all you heard us going back and forth. It was beautiful.
I believe that after I left that night my mother told God she was ready to go home. The next morning at about 6am I got a call from my father informing me that if I wanted to say goodbye to my mother I better get to the hospital. She had a blood clot break loose from her leg that night and go to her brain.
She was gone. When we got to the hospital on the morning of October 2nd 2004, she was on life support still breathing with the help of a machine but I knew she was already gone. She was at home, in a beautiful place filled with love, and she was 100 percent perfect, without flaw and glowing in the presence of the Lord.
It wasn’t until this week that I realized; 6 years later that she left me with the greatest gift of all… Her Last Kiss. I like to think that this last week with my mind flooded with the memories of that day that this Gods way of reminding me that she is with me on Mother’s Day.
Happy Mother’s Day Momma, I love you!
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