Monthly Archives: November 2014

The Last Mile – Last Day

Today is about last breaths. Last words. Last goodbyes. And first breaths – of life without a parent. My mom continued her death rattle through the night, as I sat by her side, writing and periodically stroking her forehead. I … Continue reading

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Reactivity Redux

Reblogging this, because it feels so true and right to me. Reactivity Redux.

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The Last Mile – Day 13

Today is about stepping back. It is about letting my mom go. It is about my mom stepping forward. It is about trust. And faith. When I awoke from a short nap on my mom’s couch, I heard the “death … Continue reading

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The Last Mile – Day 12

Today is about the middle of the end of the end. It is about profound shifts. It is about bravery, and fear, and letting go. Three years ago, it was Thanksgiving . My mom’s best friend visited one more time … Continue reading

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The Last Mile – Day 11

Today is about strength. Inter-generational strength, flowing from grandmother to mother to child. And about the healing that flows from the flow. I have written much about my mom’s lifelong courage. I have learned much from it, and suspect I … Continue reading

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The Last Mile – Day 10

Today is about letting go. My mom was a fighter – I used to call her a tough broad. She battled things successfully throughout her life. Poverty. Alcoholic husband. Oppositional child (me). Anxiety. Cancer. She was in the process of … Continue reading

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The Last Mile – Day 9

The Last Mile – Day 9 Today is about courage. My mom was an intensely courageous woman. When she was a young child, her teachers recognized her brilliance, and my mom skipped not one, but two, years of elementary school. … Continue reading

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