Being with Mom is more a pleasure than an obligation; Time spent with her is good and restful time. The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures; She fights shortness of breath and it scares her when she feels she cannot get enough air; But she recovers her stability and paces herself well. The operation should help her regain a better quality of life. He leads me beside still waters: He restores my soul. He leads me in right paths for his name?s sake. Mom was supposed to come out of the operation well, with flying colors, even, But she has been in ICU for days now. This is scary. Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil. But she keeps her sense of humor, and it seems she is more worried about our, her kids, feelings than her own. For you are with me; Your rod and your staff ? they comfort me. The treatments are not working, it looks like we will surely lose her. I want to fight and vanquish this dread specter. You prepare a table before me In the presence of my enemies; Holding her hand as she died was actually helpful, I think. She had her eyes open for the last half-hour after being unresponsive for most of the day. I think, once again, she was more concerned about us than about herself. You anoint my head with oil; My cup overflows. I remind myself that you are the loving parent of us all, and she is now with you just as we will be with her again. Her love was and is a living proof that your love for us is just as real. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life And I shall dwell in the house of the Lord My whole life long.