BEDROOM LAMPS

Eighty-two year old “Walt” has been on hospice for six months. He suffers from cardiac disease. Walt has eight children, with dozens of grandchildren and great grandchildren. Many of his family live nearby. Walt was widowed three years ago. He and his wife had been living with their eldest daughter, “Mary”. Mary has been the caretaker for both of her elderly parents.

Walt started to dramatically decline recently having more bad days than good days. A week ago, Mary called 911 as Walt was struggling to breathe. The doctors said that he had only a week or so to live. Mary wanted to grant her father his wish to die at home.

Walt died early this morning right after midnight after being home five days. Twenty-seven of his family members were present. Walt had no fears about dying as he talked so lovingly of his wife of over fifty years. He knew he would be with her again.

Months ago, Mary shared her story about the bedroom lamps with me. I had a pre-scheduled visit with Mary and Walt this morning. Once I heard that Walt had died, I called Mary to offer condolences. She asked that I still come out as she needed to talk with me. It was during the visit this morning, that she shared the continuing story about her bedroom lamps.

It gives Mary peace as she truly believes it was her mother letting her know that her dad was okay and made it safely across. Whether it’s true or not, Mary believes it to be true, which is all that matters.


BEDROOM LAMPS

Her mother died three years ago.
She had been sick for a short while.
Hours later, her bedroom lamp, unaided, turned on.
She knew then her mother was okay.

She has a lamp on each bedroom end table.
You just have to tap them and they turn on.
No one was in her bedroom when again they lit.
Two more times within two days.

It gives her peace to know she’s around.
To know her mother is doing fine.
It reassures her that there is an afterlife.
That they’ll all be together again one day.

Her father died just after midnight this morning.
All family had gathered around.
They went to bed to get some rest,
waking up early; so much to do.

They gathered in the kitchen over coffee.
At peace knowing their parents were together again.
She walked past her bedroom and saw the light on.
It was then she knew, her father was okay.

She felt her mother was letting her know
that he made it safety to the other side.
She believes her mother is communicating to her
generating energy to create a heavenly glow
       using ordinary
              bedroom lamps.