And so, Mom is dying. This is a very large sadness covering me. I’m somewhat afraid; afraid to be without her. Afraid to be sad and to grieve. I give the medicine as directed by the hospice nurse. I am trusting her knowledge and experience. I can list in my mind, or here on paper, the coming events that Mom will not be “here” for. I choose not to do that. Mom will be with her God – the Lord. She will be at peace, finally. She will be all that God ever intended for her to be when he created her. All of her tears will be dried. All of her questions will be answered. She will be whole in Spirit and in Truth.
I will try to fix my eyes on that… my Higher Power’s promises. Just a few months ago, in April, Mom and I were at the Casino. I don’t believe she has left the house since that day.
I love you Mom. Thank you for everything, especially for loving me unconditionally.
Faith & Roses 
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