My Holiday

Hello guys....
I want to tell you about my holiday.
I spent my vacation last week to take care of my mother in the hospital. Every day at 12:00 in afternoon I, my brothers and my sisters went to the hospital to take care of my mother. Actually, I really want to go on vacation. but, I would want to be with my mother. For me mother's most important in my life.
The 28th and 29th December, I did not go to the hospital. dated 30 December, I went to the hospital again. When I entered the room mother, I'm a little sad. Maternal condition declined. No increase at all. At 04:00 pm, I decided to go home. 
During the holidays I always sleep at 12:00 tonight. That night, I slept next to my sisters. I slept very soundly. The next day at 06:00 AM, I was awakened by the sound of the phone in my house. My aunt pick that phone. Suddenly my aunt scream and cry. I immediately asked what had happened. My aunt said that my mother died. Hear it, I was crying and hugging my sisters. I try to accept all this. But for me it was too fast. 
If I knew yesterday was the last time I saw my mother, I'm not coming home from the hospital. But everything is happening. I believe God did this because God believes I can get through it all without my mother.
 
      Mother, I want you know I'm very love you. I will always pray for you. Hopefully you happy "over there"