I thought I would be ready for this.
After being with my father during his death, and the long grieving process I’ve gone through with my mother during her Alzheimer’s, I was sure I could handle this.
But losing a parent is never easy, regardless of circumstances or relationship.
We are keeping vigil, watching Mom slip away from us. She has wanted this for some time, so I am settled and accepting. Yet, there are moments when I kiss her forehead or squeeze her hand that I am fully aware it may be the last time.
“So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.”