I’ve been away….again. Sadly this time it’s not primarily due to my laziness or being overworked. This time it was beyond my control.
ALS (Lou Gehrig’s Disease) has left it’s mark on my life; swiftly and brutally.
I’ve lost my Mother, my pillar, my angel, my friend, my inspiration and my greatest strength.She was only 60 and still brilliant and beautiful and vibrant. In the end she wanted my father by her side and her three girls to be able to say goodbye.
Her wish was granted and we were and did, before she took her last breath. Dad stayed by her side until the end.
I was able to still see her before she slipped into an unconscious stupor and although she wasn’t able to talk or write, she was able to give me her very last hug. I lay on her breast as I did when I was a baby. I cried and with what little strength she had, she gently stroked my hair as if to say “Don’t cry baby, it’ll all be alright”.
She said she wasn’t afraid and I knew she was tired of fighting, tired of being tired and tired of being trapped in her body.
Her favorite films were “The Lord of the Rings” and as she lay sleeping in bed, I sang to her the last song “Into the West”. Slowly I watched her slip away.
I couldn’t do anything but cry and put my feelings into words.
“Into the West”
In Honor Of Mom
October 1947 – July 2008