Tag: Dying

• October Morning

  

  It was a cool October morning when the doctor sat down with my infant son and me in the hospital waiting room. My mother was gravely ill in the Intensive Care Unit. He fumbled with his pen as he explained that she was “a very, very sick lady” and that she probably would not survive.…

  Ruth E. Hetland

  July 16, 2014

  Suffering

  Dying, friends, illness, Mom, waiting room

• I Didn’t Know

      You have me still You have me You have me You have my heart completely.             – Gungor Jesse was sick last night.  It was the awful throwing-up-every-half-hour kind of sickness.  He cried because his stomach hurt so badly and he hated the vomiting.  Sweet child.  I kept thinking back to when he…

  Ruth E. Hetland

  February 13, 2014

  Death

  Buried, Children, death, Dying, grief, Hope, Living, Motherhood