Life and Death, a Reflection...

Hello again, dear readers.


For those of you who know me off this blog, you already know. On Monday, April 11th, my mother died.  She had been suffering for a long time from a disease that took her from us piece by piece. It was not Alzheimer's, but something called White Matter Disease coupled with microvascular disease and hardening of the arteries. For more than eight years, I watched as my mother became more paranoid, lost her eyesight and mobility and her memory.  By the time everything ended, Mom hadn't been able to speak for almost a year and couldn't let us know her thoughts or feelings.


It's been four days since my mother's soul moved on from this world and I can't quite make sense of it all.  I'm planning to go to counseling for a while because I need to be sure I make peace with what's happened. I know that there was nothing anyone ultimately could have done to prevent this from happening, but I wish I still had my mom, happy and healthy.