She passed on this morning, two days after we had visited her in her “home.” And even then, I knew. That time was running out, and she no longer wanted to live life that way. Alzheimer’s is a cruel disease. It changes who you are, and reinvents your memory. But even in her illness, she was still lovable, truly gentle, and sweet as only sweet can be.
She will be missed.
Time is the only comforter for the loss of a mother. ~ Jane Welsh Carlyle