Tomorrow is the one year anniversary of my mothers death. Not a single day has gone by without this day being in my thoughts. I was with my mother the night before she passed - and the early morning phone call notifing us of her death came as no surprise. Still I wish I stayed there longer. I have gained a special respect for those who attend anothers suffering during these times - the care, compassion and companionship they provide is as much a comfort to the family as it is for the dying. To those who attended to my mother - God bless you, and thank you. There are two sides to my mother in my heart - the strong willed teacher who cared for me, loved me and often yelled at me (trust me...I deserved it) and the women who struggled through Alzheimer's, who grew frail and confused yet never lost her dignity, who continued teaching (often to a class of children that existed only her mind) and who allowed me to grow patient, more tender hearted and care for her in a deeply meaningful way. I miss both sides of my mother.
I always will.
Rest in Peace Mom...I love you.
Eric
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