Poem: My Mother Left Without Saying Goodbye
73Diabetes Took My Mother
Dialysis for diabetic patient to clean out toxins in the body.
My Mother Left Without Saying Goodbye
12,000 miles away, a storm is brewing
Not the dark clouds shrouded in midnight hush
But one steeped in veins and blood
Body riddled with regular poking
Searching for the veins
to cleanse, the IV tubes and the sound
of dialysis in the cold harsh room
where nurses fuss a useless fuss
and patients await the eventual silence
when blood no longer runs
and the machine peeps for no one.
12,000 miles away, when day is night
The dreaded call came in the stillness
The quiet of the night turned black
The call that pierced the air
Pierced the heart, oozing…. . the pain
Gushed, feverishly threshing over rocks.
“Mom stopped breathing….,” my brother’s voice trailed
into a silence that deafens.
12,000 miles and the story unfolds
She left in the thick of the night
When the house was still and no one was near
She decided that the time has come
The journey of a thousand hills to yonder
Began with a quiet whisper…the long sign
As life seeped out and the light beyond beckoned
The land where pain has lost its sting
And tears are dewdrops on dainty petals.
12,000 miles and the wails of sorrow
Failed to awaken the dead
Tears flowed onto face like parchment paper
Etched by selfness giving and caring
The arms bulging with swollen veins
The blue and black of cleansing
Now sit like silent stems of lotus
Floating on the seas of tears.
12,000 miles and my tears smart
The face I can no longer see
The hand I can no longer hold
The warmth of her fingers as she
Traced the contours of my face
Tucking my hair behind my ears
all will become the spindly webs
of memory weaving
in and out of this flimsy life.
12,000 miles away and I can’t wait
Across oceans and vast expanse
I flew home for one last look
As she laid in her favorite samfu
A pearl in the mouth
So she’ll reach the pearly gate
Does my momma know I’ve come?
As the wind howls
And the rain falls softly
A river filling up in my heart.
Diabetes affects 25.8 million people of all ages and my mother was one of them. When she was first diagnosed, she was put on a special diet. Despite her attempts to follow a strict diet, her diabetic condition continued on a downward spiral, complicated by high blood pressure. Before long, she was not just on medications, she had to take insulin shots. Even then, her diabetic condition never seemed to respond favorably. Eventually, her condition became so bad, she had kidney failure and she had to do dialysis two times a week. She suffered various side-effects with this treatment—she lost her appetite and had difficulty sleeping.
Living 12,000 miles away from a sick mother can be difficult. My brothers and I talked about the dreaded call in the night. No call can be a good call when it comes in the dead of the night. Even then, when that dreaded call came, it still seemed unreal—that my mother had passed on. She had left and I didn’t even get to say goodbye. I flew 20 hours to get home to see her one last time. I knew I could never talk to her again, but I wanted to say goodbye. The strangest thing happened when I stepped out the cab to get to the wake—the winds howled and the rain came right at that very moment. It was uncanny—but my brothers said that it was mom’s way of greeting me—she was happy I came.
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There are no words that can relieve grief, but I am sorry for your loss, anginwu.
No kidding, this brought tears. It reminded me of when my mother died of a stroke. She didn't recognize anybody, nor could she speak. But one night while I waited by her side, she looked at me, and with a subtle and peaceful smile, she raised her hand to lightly caress my face with her finger one last time.
Anginwu, my friend I feel your grief and loss and have wept at your words, I am so sorry.
Very nice poem. I recognize the pain you felt on losing your mother as I lost my mom too due to diabetes. I loved my mom so much. Feel the compassion in your poem. God Bless.
I'm so sorry for your loss. I think I know exactly how you felt. When my grandma passed, I was thousands of miles away from her, too. This poem is so beautiful, very touching.
Your heartbreak spoke in your poem. Yet may I speak to your last paragraph - you can talk to your mother any time you wish. And if you choose a symbol of her - a pearl, a feather, something you generally don't see often - when you see that symbol, think of your mother. And someday you might even think she's sending the symbol...
I'm sorry for your loss anglnwu. Your words so vividly express your emotions. Your poem has resonated strongly with me as I ponder if I will one day find myself in such a situation as my husband's work entails us living in a foreign country every few years. Thanks for sharing this personal moment and feelings of your with us here.
This is hard for me to read, how devastating that must have been. My mom died one year ago. She was diabetic too. I was right there with her, but she didn't say good bye either because she didn't know she was dying, and I didn't either until it was too late to say goodbye. I wish there had been someone to help us understand what was really going on earlier. The care is there to try and help you live, but there's another side to the picture that needs to be acknowledged. Maybe I can leave a better comment later. I am so sorry for your loss. Regards, snakeslane
I feel your pain my Mom died from heart disease. May God Bless you and keep you. I have missed you!
Hello, anglnwu...LOVE THIS HUB. Although my heart breaks as this is the first year without my mom or dad at Christmas, I am moved by your thoughts. What a talented person you are. And I apologize for not being around sooner to ead your hubs. I am not in good health. And catching up on things in case it worsens. Forgive me. Have a Merry Christmas and dear anglynwu...I DO VALUE you as a follower and good friend. Regards, Kenneth
Hi, again, anglnwu, thank you for your sweet words and genuine kindness. I LOVE real people. Ive had enough plastics in my life to do me. And you are REAL and that goes a long way with me. Peace to you. KENNETH
Dear Anginwu ~ All the while reading my brain is going, "I'm so sorry" for this pain and loss. I hope your words have helped release some sorrow. The distance makes it all the more difficult. I'm glad your brother was there with her and you could meet and be together. All the unanswered questions. The epidemics of diabetes and heart disease must be contained. Blessings, Debby
Dear anglnwu, you also. Have a peaceful Friday and a happy weekend. I will be meditating on your fine work and how it has touched my life.
Sincerely,
Kenneth
. . .you are very welcome, anglnwu...I enjoyed this and I told the truth about you and your work. I will take care and you do the same.
Dear Friend, anglnwu..."May the sun always shine on your dreams and peace surround your heart." You are very welcome. I cherish your friendship, my talented friend. God bless and guide you. Kenneth
Anglnwu, this is so touching, and I am so sorry to hear about the passing of your Mother. It was so beautiful and sad at that same time, what you say here.
Diabetes is such a mean thing, and so many are affected by it. Its a good thing to share some information on it so others can know.
I agree with your brothers, your Mom was glad you came, greeted you there. Life is so precious, and sharing things like this are beautiful even though so difficult. My sincerest condolences...the part about her putting your hair behind your ear was when I got tears in my eyes. Thanks for sharing.
I so sorry for your loss! What a touching tribute to to the love you bear her. Beautifully done!





















rebeccamealey Level 7 Commenter 5 months ago
Lovely poetry. I feel your pain.