This is beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
I watched my own mum die after her battle with cancer ended. She wanted to be at home, and die on her own terms.
My sister and I took it on and it was hard - it was very hard.
Seeing your strong, determined and sociable mum deteriorate to the point of not being able to walk, feed herself, go to the bathroom, eat and then swallow.
We had to give her medication to keep her comfortable via a needle.
This was during lockdown, when we couldn't speak to anyone, socialise or allow anyone to come and say their last goodbyes.
I cried every single day, and my heart broke into a million pieces.
I experienced so many spiritual occurrences.
People came and spoke to me who I never see, I became close to two women who are now like a mum to me, and I saw mum take her very last breath until her strong heart stopped beating. It then became a beautiful and spiritual moment.
I'm still heartbroken 3 months later. I don't know when and if I will recover. I miss her so much and I can't wait to see her again. I wish she would come into my dreams but she doesn't. Even now I still worry about her.
Sorry to write so much, but I read this post and began to hurt again. I wonder if she's ok where she is and if she still remembers me.
God bless you.