Last Moments

People think that the last lucid moments in life will somehow be prophetic. Maybe some are. But that last time Jack and I were just happily living out life was lovely for me.

I made the coffee, and upon handing him a fresh cup, he exclaimed that it was really good that morning. He said he felt good. Good and hungry. He wanted a McDonalds Big Breakfast.

After exacting a promise from him that he would not get out of his chair while I drove the three minutes to Mcdonald’s and back,  I, still in my pajamas, went off to pick up my drive-through breakfasts.

I arrived back home and fixed his tray table with his food. He was quite happy and started to put the strawberry jam on his biscuit.

As I ate my breakfast, Jack sort of slumped to the left. I thought Lili and Heidi might be getting spoiled, and I asked Jack if he was feeding them. There was no answer.

It was at that moment that I realized that Jack had gone. Thirty-five years of marriage and 85 years in his life.

He lingered from that day, July 3rd, until July 6th. He never woke up. He never opened those beautiful blue eyes. The machines made noises, but I knew he was gone.

Ah. The last 35+ years have gone by so fast. I look over, and I see your empty chair. It’s only been a few days, and it seems so long since we had our lazy morning coffee chats. Rest well, Jack.

Jack McEwan

16 thoughts on “Last Moments”

  1. So very sorry maribeth! You are in my thoughts and prayers. God bless you❤️

  2. What a beautiful tribute, Maribeth! May the memories sustain you through these most difficult days. Holding you in thought and prayer.

  3. I think he was lucky to pass out over à nice breakfast and then dying peacefully. Rick had lost his mind and no conversation was possible. He died last year, Jack followed 1 year and à month later. Now we are both widows and heave to realize that they won’t come back. For me it’s getting worse this year.

  4. Maribeth,

    Thinking of you during these difficult times of losing your soul mate Very nice video tribute to Jack or as I referred to him as “The Apple Guy”. Being a neighbor for last 11 years I remember him hard at work tending to his Orchard and producing delicious apples and juicy peaches.
    RIP Sir and keep tending that new Orchard

    Paul

  5. I am so sad to hear of your losing Jack. You gave him such a wonderful youthful life. You were there for him always, a great gift.

  6. Your beautiful description of Jack’s life and your lives together was heartwarming. His final moments with you brought me to tears for your pain and grief. Wishing you comfort and peace.

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