When asked, the nurse said that the odds were that Miriam would not die tonight.
There is a degree of comfort there, but her struggle with this damned disease is about over. She won't make it to Christmas most likely.
A week from Sunday the family is gathering here for a "Mom Celebration." Whether Miriam will be alive is doubtful, but it is the family getting together to remember this dear person.
My emotions are all over the place. I am not sure of much of anything. When the Nursing Home requested that we make arrangements with the funeral home for the remains, it hit pretty hard that they, the professionals in this stuff, know our time is limited.
So we signed papers and made plans and now we sit and wait. I spent several hours with Miriam today, Daughter Arline spent more. Tomorrow we'll do it again.
She has been a wonderful person, a great wife and a sterling mother and grandmother. She is loved and cherished.
Once I gave her a note: "If Love were fattening, you would weigh a ton." She was loved and she loved in return.
It's OK to sleep my precious.
Gratitude #83 - Sweet Biddies!
4 years ago