In this month of love I am reblogging this post about one of the last sweet visits I had with my mom.
It was a January visit and I came down because she had a brief hospital stay. When she came back to the nursing facility, she had to be an isolation because Covid protocols were still being practiced.
I am so thankful I had these few days with her, even though visits were limited to one hour because of Covid.
After this visit, I came home and did not return until Mother’s Day in May. When I saw her, she had declined dramatically.
We had no conversations, and she was in so much pain and agony. It was hard to see her suffer.
This one day in January was a beautiful final chapter of the era of dementia. It was a healing day for me and it helped me walk with my mother through her final days.
https://emyloomwordswovenwithinmyheart.com/2021/01/10/no-fight-left-only-love/
Sweet 🩷 Love the photo. I see you in there.
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Thank you. I often see her when I pass by a mirror. 💕
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I read your original post, and could feel the struggle and the love, both. The hugs, braids, and pearls meant everything to her.
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