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Faintly, I heard a voice say, “Are you okay?” I was startled, but nodded, yes. My balloon was definitely on the ground now; it had come a long way down. I told myself that it was not my mother that had said those words to me. I knew that! My sadness was about not having my mother to cry to. I have missed her so very much!
I’m done taking breaks to pace myself. As I’ve learned, when you’re captain of the ship – you can’t afford to let anything drift. No one else really can steer. With a ship that is sailing into the storm, well, every moment counts. Sadly, I realize that my steering cannot really do much on a stormy sea. One day the sun will shine, and the sea will become calm. I’ll hold her hand tomorrow morning and we’ll have a nice talk.