For years of listening, support, advice and hugs.
My Mom passed last Sunday after 5 years with mild dementia, mini strokes, and seizures, plus a fractured kneecap for which she refused surgery or physical therapy. Eventually she had to be medicated for lashing out physically (always lashed our verbally for years). She was under hospice care last year and "recovered" only to suffer another year to be taken under hospice comfort care again in Dec 2014. This time her decline took 2 months of suffering physically and mentally. I did my mourning the entire past 5 years and feel numb now. I gathered strength from somewhere inside and a wisdom to do what was necessary and what was in my heart. I let others help if they were sincere. I was with my Mom almost all day and night for weeks to be her advocate in the nursing home, but she passed while I was at home for a few hours. I wish I could have been with her but it was not to be! We had time to share our last talks and feelings and love and I am grateful for that. With the support of my husband, family and friends and I believe my Dad in heaven, I found the strength I needed to get through this and honor my Mom.