to the kind comments...

I knew at the time that I found my mother that God had made the right choice...

there were only 2 other choices...

my father in law...

and my DH...

both freaked on me...

I  had to calm them down...

when I couldn't get my mom on the phone for the 2nd day...

I got ready for work- stopped by the school and picked up Craig...

and off to town we went...

I went by my father in laws and stopped out front to let Craig out...

I told him to tell grandpa to come with grandma's house key in case I didn't have mine with me...

I went on to mom's...

she was face down sitting at the kitchen table...

I put my arm around her and touched her arm with the other hand...

I tried to bend her and was feeling for body temp...

it is how I was trained to do this...

she was stiff and cold...

too late for 911...

I ran my fingers through her hair and just said oh, momma...

there was a voice that kept telling me not to lift her head...

I knew that the blood had pooled there and I didn't want to see that...

by that time my father in law and youngest were there...

so I hit the back door not wanting them to go in...

my father in law had to see for himself to make sure...

and I stood out with my son and told him what was going on...

when my father in law came back out, I sent him to my house to get Doug...

you have to keep him busy or he would just go nuts...

so I went back in and started making calls...

1st one to DH at work- mom's gone, I need you...

2nd one to work...

3rd to my brother...

Steve came in screaming to get off the phone and call 911...

I tried to explain to him that it was too late...

but I didn't know who to call...

a doctor has to pronounce you dead...

been there, done that before...

so I just called the police...

they sent the ambulance, the cops, the coroner and finally the funeral home...

as soon as I made the call...

I took DH outside and we sat on the front steps until everything was over...

I have helped bag people before and didn't want to see it done to my mom...

I didn't want to hear it...

we figured she could have been gone up to 48 hours...

as for me finding her...

like I said...

it had to be me...

they just weren't strong enough...

as for the miracle...

I thought we were dealing with a closed casket because of the pooling in her face and it being dis formed...

the under taker thought the same thing...

they laid her out that night and in the morning were surprised that the blood had drained the nose popped back out and she looked as normal as she could...

he had never seen anything like that ever in his life...

I just grinned and told him that mom never did anything normal ever in life...

so why start now?...