In a short time she will be gone.
God is calling her home.
How do you say goodbye to your Mom?
How do you face losing your best friend? The woman who has stood beside me my whole life. She is my rock. My everything.
So many questions left. I want to remember her voice. Her stories. Her ways she did things. Recipes of things we always went to her for.
Shes still here with us but now in palliative care at the hospital. She doesn’t want to come home. She wants to stay there until the end. I want her to be home just because I want to climb into bed and hug her. Rest my head on my shoulder and not let go.
It’s not fair. One day she was up and moving, always on the go but then it was ripped away.