she is gone
I am trying to find the words and I keep coming up short.
My mother, the brave, strong, and resilient person that she "was" is no longer here. She left us for the great beyond on Monday morning and we have been broken for several days. It all seems too much and yet we are still here, trying to figure out how to go on without her. Being a caregiver means that every moment is accounted for and we are now in a situation of painful freedom.
We gladly gave up our freedom, and the thought of peace is painful as we would rather torment to have another day with you. I wish I could kiss you goodnight again, or snuggle... Watching them wheel you out in a bag was the most painful thing I have experienced. I told Jeff that it was okay, I knew it had to be done... I held my sister while this happened after we had said our goodbyes...
Mommy, we love you.
I have no words. Just a shattered heart.
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