I miss her already

My mother died last night. It was quick and apparently painless and just the way I prayed recently, "God, if she cannot be healed, then please take her to end her pain and suffering". She was ready, God was ready, but I was not ready. I should have known on Friday when I saw her that it would be the last time, but I didn't. She was honestly too tired to stay awake and see me, and that hurt me, a little. But even then, when being that tired was so out of character for her, I didn't know it would be the last time. "I love you Momma..I'll see you soon", was the last thing I said to her. I believed I would see her soon. But last night I was there, and she wasn't. Her things were everywhere in that house that is ALL her, her doggies were all over the place, her husband stood there crying, but she was gone. That was hard friends. Really, really hard. I stood there and so many memories came over me, from when I was small to just last week, and that was so hard. She was a good mom, no matter what, I knew I was loved. I guess there is nothing more that can be asked of any person. I miss her already.