The last time I spoke and saw my mother was exactly 9 months ago, today. I had just given birth to my fifth child, a baby girl. And she had visited me the next day at home. 
During the 9 months, I found God and also Spirituality.
Right now she lies in a coma,after having life saving surgery 2 days ago, and I was finally allowed to visit. 
My older sister is amazing! The mother of 6 has not had it easy in this life time and yet, she still gives with all her heart and soul, and has been at mums bedside everyday.

I finally got my visit. And it is not an easy sight to see your tiny mother in a coma being assisted/aided by machines to help her live. I didn't cry. But very nearly, several times. I knew that she was better, and am so thankful that I wasn't given the burden of carrying the memories of pre-operation, as my sister has been given.
We spoke to her and I rubbed her arm. Her hands were swollen and her arms were warm. I told her that I was there and that she still looked beautiful.
Standing there, over the bed, my sister and I connected on a Spiritual level. A level I never thought I'd ever in my entire existence, would share with her. And as we expressed our experiences, mum heard us, and tried to chew on the tube that was helping her breath. She heard us!! The nurse adjusted mediation, and relaxed her once again, and we connected more.
We were fated to have this connection. A connection that never in my wildest dreams would ever be concocted! Ever! But I am so happy it happened and I welcome everything to follow.

Through something so life changing, we are learning our lessons and taking them in our strides the best we know how. And I know that my entries are going to keep getting better and better!

Amen