The point of this mini series has been to talk about this very event. Everyone experiences some circumstance in life that has a profound impact on their life going forward.
Six years after I professed faith in Christ, God brought a trial into my life that would last for many years. Early in April of 2001, my Mom was diagnosed with ovarian cancer (technically it was not ovarian cancer, but a close relative to it). In January (or was it February?) of 2002, we were told that she would not live much longer. If I remember accurately, the doctors said she had one month to live. By God’s grace, she lived for another three years. Then in November of 2006, the five and a half year battle with cancer came to end. On November 19th, 2006, Sybol Kivett Allen went home to be with the Lord. The battle was over. My prayer for her healing was answered, though not how I had wanted.
Over the years since Mom passed into glory, I have not spoken much of my Mom. At first, I was dealing with emotions that I had no idea how to handle (such as anger, grief, contentment, etc.). As time passed and my circle of friends changed, fewer and fewer people knew of my Mom’s death. I would drop subtle hints, but always kept it vague enough to ensure no questions were asked. For example, when asked where my parents lived I would say where my Dad lives, but no comment about my Mom.
So this is my great trial. I still wrestle and struggle with my Mom’s death. Some days are easier than others, but it remains a challenge. I confess, that some only learn of my Mom’s passing because I jump on an opportunity for a “dead mom” joke. But even that is few and far between.
In the next post, I will talk about a few ways that Mom’s death remains difficult to handle. In the meantime, if you have any questions, leave a comment, and I will answer them as best I can.