My Scrambled Nest

An Almost-Empty Nest Journey of "Letting Go" With Laughter and Love, By Cathy Free

My mother, Joy, left the hospital for a rehab center over the weekend, nine days after I instinctively pulled her out of hospice, saving her life. On my way out of the hospital for
(hopefully) the last time, I walked past the lobby gift shop and spotted something in the window: a large sign of JOY.

Of, course, I had to have it.

It’s hard to believe that less than two weeks ago, my children were planning to play Beethoven’s “Ode to Joy” on their stringed instruments at their grandmother’s memorial service. My sister and I were talking about how difficult it would be to lose our mom at the same time her name was popping up everywhere for the holidays.

Joy to the World. Peace and joy. Triumphant joy. Celebrate joy. Comfort and joy.

Now, of course, we are jumping for joy. Hooray for you, Snowy Owl Woman. Here’s to the next joyful chapter in your remarkable life. ☺️❤️

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2 thoughts on “Comfort and Joy

  1. The sign will be a reminder of the struggles and the joy in having her around to celebrate this holiday. We need to be reminded of life’s delicate nature to appreciate every moment. I purchased two elephants from the gift shop in the hospital when my dad had cardiac surgery. My mother believes elephants are good luck. I have had the elephants displayed in my family room for three and a half years now.

    1. Cathy Free says:

      Thanks, Denise. So true! I’ll bet those elephants provide a lot of comfort and joy. Happy holidays to you!

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