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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Police (10/12/06)

TITLE: Too Late
By sherry Clayton
10/14/06


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Too Late

For years the sound of a police siren instantly brought fear to my inner being and goose bumps to my skin.

The ambulance was too late. My daddy gasped for his last breath as mother held his head. She was his constant caregiver. The first two years without daddy were difficult for me but mother began to fill the void.

Mother was now free enough to go shopping with her friends, attend special events and enjoy life. At night she was still lonely but managed it well.

Motherís health began to go down hill and surgery was set for October. She made it through the surgery but had complications several weeks later that sent her back to the hospital. She was such a brave little lady!

January and February brought problems with motherís vision. Her emotions were on edge for fear of losing her sight. The appointment was already made to see a specialist, but in the meantime, she was still her independent self.

She was outside raking leaves when her son dropped by for a visit. As he left, she decided to go to the store for bread and gasoline. The little country store was only a mile away and a gathering place for neighbors.

After her purchases, as she was driving across the busy highway a tractor-trailer truck hit her. The impact was directly on her door. Her frail body was crushed beyond recognition. Her car showed how forceful she was hit. Police and ambulance sirens began to fill the air but all were too late. God had taken his child to her heavenly home. I watched as my precious mother was zipped up in a black body bag, placed in the ambulance and was driven off. No siren, just tears as she was driven away.

How quickly life becomes a memory. Mother left a note on her kitchen table, it said ďbe right back.Ē The note for was for me. The bread on her car seat was for my lunch.

The police and EMTís were too late. A loving heavenly Father was right on time to take my mother from the pain of this world.


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Sara Harricharan 10/19/06
There's a lot of emotion here. Good story.
Donna Emery10/20/06
This is a very touching story.