Last night, after going through Mama’s night time routine, I tucked her into bed and then I climbed in next
It finally came! My aunt had called me several weeks ago to check in about Mom. She’d mentioned that she’d
Dad and I both had quivering chins and tear filled eyes. Becky, the music therapist from hospice, came again today.
Sometimes Mama says such profound things that I can hardly believe it. Especially since she has so little vocabulary left
Sometimes life is heavy. And though I cherish time with my Mama, I wonder if I’m really doing what God
The hospice workers are pretty amazing. Such compassionate, gifted people. Today Mama had her hair shampooed and nails filed, by
I tried to talk to Mama as I fed her the Easter dinner I’d brought over. But she’d mostly either