mom and colin 1980
Mom wasn't an easy patient to care for. She was a retired nurse, wife of a doctor that preceded her in death by many years, and extremely strong willed and independent. She was often non compliant, refusing to take any drugs (other than one tylenol with codeine at night) until the very, very end. She wasn’t interested in being told what to do, and did it her way until her body would no longer put up a fight. Her feisty personality birthed a survival instinct that would carry her to the end.
Mom and I had a conflicted relationship. She grew up in a very disfunctional family and was ill equipped emotionally to parent. She never sought therapy and carried the burdens of her family life to her death.
mom as a child in Michigan
The death of a parent is a major loss and difficult to cope with whether the relationship was good or bad. Our parents are usually the only ones who have known us since we were born, and often know us better than we know ourselves.
me in dance class
mom and I on my wedding day
In the end mom was surrounded by the hospice team, caregivers, neighbors, and friends that embraced her character flaws and cared for her graciously. They dished out a healthy dose of love, kindness, care and sacrifice during her time of need. I will be forever greatful and enriched by their thoughtfulness and friendship.
mom and suzanne one of her caregivers
Here's to a healthy and happy coming year! There is no where to go but up! Thanks for your patience friends!!