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Note: April 29, 1998- Was one of the worst days of my life, one of the others was the passing of my father Rollie Glenis Self, and my niece Ashley
Rebecca Self. I spent the last three days of my mothers life with her in
the hospital along with my brother Mike and sister Brenda, Ron was there
with me also. All of us kids were there with her the last day. It was
the worst thing that I have ever had to do in my life. The following
days were ones of pain and grief. My mother was the center of our family
after the passing of our father. She held us all together. The last
year of her life was very hard on her physically and mentally, she was
under a great deal of stress, from surgery and illnesses. Some she had
before going in and out of the hopital, others she aquired after she was
there. I would like to try and start from the beginning of her life as
best as I can.
I thought my mother was the most beautiful woman on earth, I would always tell her she was, and she would always say how ugly she was. Even
her grandchilren and others thought that in her younger days she looked
like a movie star. My mother to me was a very strong person. She made
it through the passing of my father when she was only 49 years old, and
three grandchildren passing away as well. My mother worked for the
Monroe County Schools until my fathers death, then she chose to stay at
home and be with me and Mike. She was a great mother. Although I think
she longed for companionship, she never remarried. I think she grew very
lonely in her last years, despite having all of us kids. I think my
mother loved daddy very deeply and never quite got over his passing. She
often said after he died that daddy new before hand that he was going to
die, but didn't want to tell her. He would make little comments as to
what she should do if something should happen to him. My mother was in a
state of shoke as you could say for almost a year after his death. We
lived with my brother Butch and his wife Phyllis during this time, and
they took care of us. With out them Mike and I would not have even had a
Christmas that year. Eventually mother got better and we moved into a
house she bought with insuance money. I lived there until I was 18 years
old. I had married at 17,and had my first child, but me and my husband
stayed with mom for about a year. After we moved out on our own mother
sold the house and bought a trailer. It was across the road from my
brother Terry and his wife Becky. This is where she lived the remaining
years of her life. A home of her own was very important to my mother,
she had spent the most part of her life moving from one rented house to
the next. She felt good about herself knowing she bought something of
her own. Mom never drove so often needed on of us kids to take her to do
errands or shopping. Most of the time it was either Mike or Brenda that
did this. Even thought we all did at some points and times. She loved
all her grandchildren and great grandchildren. And she had many.
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