But what about her body? We had known for years that Mom had an enlarged aorta. It never seemed to effect her physically, and I don't think she even knew about it; it was just part of her medical report.
I believe that Mom’s heart became too full of love for this world, but her will to live wouldn’t let her give up, and so her heart kept pumping. Right before she died, her heart rate skyrocketed and she appeared agitated, or shall I say uncomfortable. She was given some medication, fell asleep and never woke up. The meds helped her mind and body catch up with her spirit.
My mom died with the big heart she was born with. And oh, in between she used it well.