The main reason my mom held on as long as she did, and lived with terrible pain that no amount of pain medicine could relieve, was because she was worried about me. Everyone told me to assure her that I’d be okay so she could let go and be free of pain. But selfish little me didn’t want to let her go. Finally, on April 7th, I sat by her bed in the nursing home, holding her hand and talking to her. She couldn’t respond, but she could hear me. I said, “Mom, you’ve kicked ass for four years now. It’s okay to let go. I love you so much and I’ll be alright. Give Dad a hug for me.” That was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. But y’know what they say: “The best things in life are the hardest.”
Posted on: Tue, 22 Apr 2014 07:04:57 +0000
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