Wednesday, September 2, 2015, just before lunch

Beth Tyson, RIP

Mother Daddy Refrigerator
Mother kept this photo of her and daddy on the refrigerator for the past 18 years (after he died).

I am saddened to report that my dear mother passed away on Sunday, September 6, 2015. She was just 3 months away from her 80th birthday. My sister, Rebecca, gave her a surprise birthday party for her 79th birthday.

Mother was challenged with many difficult conditions for many years, but she remained a strong-willed fighter to the very end, when her body simply had no strength remaining.

She fell extremely ill with congestive heart failure and kidney failure at the end of July. She was not to return home and spent the next 5 weeks in either Sacred Heart Hospital or The Haven of Our Lady of Peace, a rehab and extended care facility in Pensacola. Her final 3 days were spent at Covenant inpatient hospice. At her insistence, I sat with her, holding her hand as she peacefully left this earth that Sunday afternoon.

We will always have the precious memory of her rallying to visit with Becca, Steve, and me the Wednesday before her life came to an end. When she heard Steve was coming to see her that day, she was so thrilled; she began to speak again and insisted on having a shower, getting dressed, and getting her hair done. “Steve is coming to see me!” She was incredibly present and lucid, rather energetic and astonishingly talkative (even played a joke on Becca), and very, very happy – in fact, I would say she was thrilled. She was back with us, almost like her old self, if only for that morning and afternoon which completely exhausted her. The next day she went into hospice care.

Her conversation with Steve and me just before lunch on Wednesday, while holding our hands, was the greatest gift my mother could have ever given us. We were both astonished and more deeply touched than any words can ever express. The conversation was completely unexpected and from her heart to ours – no more unfinished business.

Wednesday, September 2, 2015, just before lunch
Wednesday, September 2, 2015, just before lunch

She could manage to speak and be understood a few times at hospice. At one point she clearly told me, “I don’t think I should go yet. I think I’m getting better. I feel so much better–much, much better.” Thankfully, the powerful drugs had taken away her suffering. She would often repeat the names of the family and pets, “Steve, Becca, Tim, Annie…” I suspect she was trying to hold close those things that were dearest to her.

On Saturday afternoon, out of the blue (no pun intended), she spoke her last words, “Becca’s favorite color”

I replied, “What is Becca’s favorite color, mother? I forget.”

She said confidently, “Green.”

“Oh, that’s right. I remember that now that you say it. You know my favorite color was blue for many, many years, but now I think my favorite color is green, too–like Becca. For as long as I can remember, your favorite color was blue, but in the last few years I suspect you changed it to pink or mauve.” The fleeting moment of presence was gone.

Because she said so many of her friends preceded her in death she only wanted a graveside service which was attended by almost 30 people. She would have been thrilled that her retired pastor conducted that service. She hoped for that–even asked him when he unexpectedly came to visit her in the hospital. The same minister had also conducted my father’s funeral service almost 18 years ago.

I thought I was prepared for this day, but I can not describe the depth of my sadness or the extent to which I will always miss her.

A recent photo of mother

Beth Tyson
November 23, 1935 – September 6, 2015 (79 years old)
Rest in Peace and in Love, my dear mother.

18 thoughts on “Beth Tyson, RIP”

  1. Tim,
    I am glad that you got to spend those last few days with your mom, and that your sister and brother were close by, as well. You have my condolences and my prayers. I hope you will focus on many fond memories. BTW: I see your mom was born just 5 days after my own.


  2. Tim,
    So sorry to hear about your mother. May good memories get you through this difficult time.

  3. Missing a mother never ends. I am so glad that I was able to attend the graveside service for someone who had been such a wonderful friend to my own mother for many years. Mrs. Tyson was part of many wonderful memories that I had growing up. I was able to see a friend, her son Tim, that I had’t seen for years and it was as if no time had past at all. I have no doubt she is now with my mother in heaven resting in the arms of her Savior. My condolences go out to her daughter, Rebecca, her son, Tim, and her son in law, Stephen. My prayers are with you during this time and for the time ahead.

  4. Dr. T…So sorry to read about your mother’s passing. I remember how kind you were to me when my mother died in 2002. Your mother must have been so proud of you as you have touched so many lives. I love the memories you shared in your post. Treasure them because nobody loves you like your mother. Take care and God bless.

  5. Tim, I am so very sorry for your loss. May your memories of your dear mother bring you, Steve, and all your family peace and comfort .

  6. Our deepest condolences. It was a blessing for all of you that you could be with your mother when she left for the Undiscovered Country. May your sweet memories provide solace and comfort.

  7. Tim, I’m so sorry to hear of your loss, but delighted you were there to share those precious last days. Little things — a song on the radio, the smell of a certain recipe simmering, a favorite shared punchline — will continue to bring back the cherished moments for a long time to come. May they always warm your heart and keep her close. You, Steve and the rest of your family are in my prayers.

  8. I was blessed to have been able to call this sweet lady my aunt. As my dad’s little sister, she helped me to understand what it meant to be a McCrory; loving, kind, generous, humorous, and full of life!
    Rest in peace, Aunt Beth

  9. I am so sorry to hear of the loss of your precious mother. You and your loved ones are in my thoughts and prayers.

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