I feel the need to write a final post about Mom. Previous posts about her journey into the depths of Alzheimer's are here.
She died a long death. It seems she started dying a couple years ago when she no longer recognized anyone she knew. It’s such a horrible thing to watch. I know I’ve said that before, but it is. Witnessing the demise of a loved one, especially when they are physically there but not mentally……your heart breaks over and over again. I’ve often missed chatting with her, taking her to the mall and lunch.

I was holding her hands and resting my head on her chest when she passed.
Honestly, I’m glad she’s released from that tight grip of Alzheimer’s.
Her wish was to be cremated and she wanted no formal service. There was a private viewing for those family members who wished to view her body. She was not in a casket or wearing fancy clothes or makeup, her hair was not done and she wore the clothes she died in and I know that I have never seen her look so beautiful.
People often remarked about how beautiful her skin was and even in death it was so smooth and pretty, I had to feel it’s soft smoothness with my finger tips. She had the most pleasant look on her face…..a slight smile and she looked happy and peaceful.
We almost couldn’t believe she looked like that, it wasn’t what we expected at all. But her facial expression spoke volumes, she was released and happy again at last.

If this made your eyes well up with tears, I’m sorry, but it’s ok…it really is. Embrace life, feel it and love deeply everyday.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. That’s what she taught me.
Debbie (((xx)))