Monday, April 25, 2011

Unsaid Goodbyes

On Easter Sunday, my husband got a call that one of our friends was in the hospital and not expected to make it.  The doctors only thought he had a few days left.  We were six hours away visiting family.  We left earlier than planned with intentions of getting back home in time to visit Mike before he passed.  He died early Monday morning around 2 a.m.  We were too late to say our last goodbye.

Life is short and uncertain.  None of us really know when our last goodbye is really the final one.  We get up in the morning and think that we have our entire day mapped out, when in fact, we have no control over our fate at all. 

The Bible compares our life to a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes.  But, as we celebrated Easter yesterday, Jesus gave us all hope over death for those who call upon him and trust in him as their personal saviour.

I am sorry, Mike, that I didn't get to say goodbye to you today.  I do plan to say hello to you again someday in a home where we never have to say goodbye.  Rest in Peace, Mike B., 4-25-11.


  1. how sad! I had the same experience with my grandma years ago. I still kick myself in the head every now and then for not staying by her side at the hospital.Unsaid goodbyes are really the worst.


  2. My condolences on your loss. I said my final goodbye to my grandmother three days before she passed. Unfortunately, I was at work the moment she passed and my family didn't let me know about it. I didn't even find out until I got home and a family friend had to tell me all about it.

    Thanks for sharing such a poignant piece during the A'Z Challenge.