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THE THE PHYSICAL END OF AN ENIGMATIC AND POIGNANT JOURNEY AROUND MY AGEING AND EVOLVING MOTHER! PART 150.

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  Jupiter Over The Moon. As she had already lost the cognition and level of comprehension she would have needed to make the event a meaningful for her, my dear mother. I could end at this point, the point where I am no longer able to hold court, to spend time in the physical presence of my dear mother. As she is now no longer among us who continue to breathe autonomously.  But, in truth, the journey still has some way to go, because she is yet to be buried.  Though that must await the processing of the due protocols and laws of the country which has been her home for the past two decades.  There is also the early stages of the varied emotional and psychological journey which we must travel to be able to accommodate and/or assimilate.   Before we can be sufficiently healed, following the passing of a loved one. York, UK. These practicalities which must, of necessity, be dealt with, have to be attended to before the families and friends who will be mourning and grieving for the lost of m

THE THE PHYSICAL END OF AN ENIGMATIC AND POIGNANT JOURNEY AROUND MY AGEING AND EVOLVING MOTHER! PART 149.

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  Tenby, Wales/ The place where some people say eternal peace is to be found, and others say ones existence as a conscious being is obliterated and ceases to exist.  The place where still others, such as those who believe in 'life after death', those who believe that the dead is warehoused in a state of suspension and await the 'Day of Judgement', alluded to. Yes, if I were to think too much and too deeply of it, would not I soul becomes more saddened and my mind, my reflective thoughts become more conflicted?  As I reflect on how my dear mother did, seemingly, had to experience some, probably too much mental and physical anguish before she could pass on to that place where pain and consciousness have been banished?   As I recall the day my dear mother expired, as she was held by her hands, by my son and I, in our attempt to comfort her in her final 15-30 minutes of life.  As she laid on her back, with her head leant towards her grandson, and eyes somewhat partly closed