Holding Hands

My Mum passed away one year ago today.

She had been taken into hospital for what we all thought was a short stay – but her condition rapidly deteriorated and she passed away within 24 hours.

My Dad – himself in declining health – wanted to come to the hospital to see Mum and we weren’t sure if that would be good for him. He has 25% of his sight, very poor mobility and has some form of dementia. But, in the end, he came. Mum was sleeping, with an oxygen mask over her face which was making a lot of noise. Dad was sitting in a wheelchair by the bedside. His voice is very weak and it was clear they would not be able to talk to each other or hear one another. So he just held her hand. They must have sat like that for about half an hour, silently communicating their love as they had done for 63 years. Mum’s restlessness ceased. Dad was content. He left the hospital, knowing he had done what he had come to do – he had said goodbye. And Mum knew it. Shortly after that, she slipped away quietly.

The picture of them holding hands in those last few minutes of Mum’s life will be forever etched on my mind. I shared it after Mum died and posted it on Facebook. To my great surprise, a few weeks ago I received a package from a very good friend. It contained a beautiful picture of Mum and Dad, along with this picture of them holding hands, and the words of Steve Green’s song ‘Holding Hands’:

One day,  far away, you gently won my heart

And one night, by candlelight,

we made a vow to never part

And then it seemed just like a dream

When wide eyed, side by side

We faced the future holding hands.

Years fly, they hurry by, the simple times are gone

Bills due, a kid or two, a week can feel eight days long

By fading light, let’s kiss goodnight

And then we trace God’s daily grace

Thankful we’re still holding hands.

There’s a hope that won’t let go

There’s a truth we know

God is holding us

In His arms.

Thoughts stray far away to all that lies ahead

In frail days when strength fades

Will we still mean all that we said?

Our love’s secure, so rest assured

Come what may ’til that day

We’ll walk forever holding hands.

By God’s grace ’til that day

We’ll walk forever holding hands.

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