Not the end, just the beginning….

The last days my mom had here on Earth were very hard to watch. I chose that I wanted to be there to see it all up until the last moment, if I was able to. That means the good, the bad and the ugly. My mom started in her bed on Sunday. That wasContinue reading “Not the end, just the beginning….”

The Final Days

We all knew this time would come. I am honestly grateful we’ve made it this long with my mom still here. She is currently still here but it has come to the point that she is really getting limited on how many days she has left. We obviously aren’t God and can’t say for sure,Continue reading “The Final Days”

The “D” Word

Death, dying, dead. It doesn’t matter how you say it, it’s never easy to explain to a child. I mean, it’s difficult for an adult to really understand but as a child it’s so much more confusing. When I found out my moms diagnosis had a timeline to it, I knew I had to startContinue reading “The “D” Word”

I’m Alive, But I’m Not Living

I’m alive, but I’m not living. These are words spoken by my mom from our visit with her at the hospital. Words I immediately took and stored in my brain because I knew these words meant she’s tired, weak and she’s just over it.She’s here but she can’t really use her legs. Her daily thoughtsContinue reading “I’m Alive, But I’m Not Living”