Final Days

At 96, Mom had fond real peace and happiness. She was enjoying the friends in the congregation, she loved telling others about Jehovah, and our relationship was never stronger.

Sadly, time and age finally caught up with her.

In October of 2024, Mom broke her hip. In the emergency room, a scan revealed cancer all over her liver and bones, and it was incurable. Her doctor gave her two months to live.

Mom couldn’t believe it. Even at 96, she had been so active, and all of a sudden, she couldn’t walk. She went from using a cane, to using a walker, and then a wheelchair. Finally, within just a few weeks, she was bedridden.

Any cancer treatment would, at the very best, prolong her life for maybe a few weeks, but her quality of life would decline drastically, so Mom chose not to have any treatment.

I brought her home to live her final days with me, and because she required ‘critical care’, she had 6 caregivers 24/7.

Mom lasted 3 months, and although she suffered so much, she remained positive and looked forward to being able to preach again.

Watching Mom suffer and get weaker every day was the worst experience I’ve ever gone through. I was very thankful for the caregivers. They gave Mom the best possible care, and she loved all of them.

On good days, Mom especially enjoyed visits with friends from the congregation.  Linda would also visit each week and just hang out with Mom. Everyone would bring her food.  Her favorites chicken feet, oxtail soup, Melona bars, and Korean Ramen.

Mom passed away on Saturday morning, February 15th, 2025….96 years after she was born, and just a year after she was baptized.

I miss her a lot, but it’s a great comfort knowing that before she passed, Mom knew she was loved by so many people.

Most of all, Mom knew that Jehovah loved her dearly and would not forget her.  She was confident that death was only a temporary thing and that one day, she would wake up from sleep and be reunited with her loved ones.

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