I am going to write and post this story here, as few will ever read, much less believe what I experienced with dad just a few hours ago when I tried to give my dad his scheduled medicine.
In churches, they have incense and oils that are lovely in fragrance. I have heard stories of grave emitting fragrant smells, and have had the oil from weeping icons give an amazing, overpowering smell. But there have been a few times in my life when a room is filled with an unexplainable beautiful fragrance that is part floral, and part scented oil. I can't explain what it is, nor how it gets there, but when I walked into my dad's room today. That smell permeated the air.
What do you do? You basically get on your knees and pray, as something is happening that goes beyond any religious or scientific knowledge. There is something holy happening, and for whatever reason, mortal humans are allowed to experience it.
As I mention, this scent is very rare in my life, and with it, I have to wager that something was visiting dad and asking him if he wanted to go somewhere else, out of the pain and suffering of his body.
mind you, my father was ultimately out of it, never got his medicine, and I added my two cents to the creator with some prayers to help dad and mom with the separation in this lifetime.
I made up the cocktails in adding a bit more to the next few doses as he never got his two o'clock dose. When he did wake up, dad had and still has the biggest smile upon his face. I don't think he knows we are there, much less cares. he has the biggest smile.
mom asked, "dad, are you ready to go to heaven?"
That's when I asked my mom, "did you put any holy oil on dad today? anytime in the past few days?"
Then I explained the scent and what was in the room when no one else was there but dad and either the creator or a representative to check in on him. Much like his earthly hospice nurses do.
Time will tell how this all plays out. Time will tell. But I know the end is approaching, or is it dads beginning? Now if mom can just let go. Sometimes in love, you have to let go. How many times does God do that with each of us, yet, he is always there to take us back
Pure love knows nothing else, but to love unselfishly and unconditionally. Pretty amazing when you think of it.