rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

R.I.P.

The nursing home called a while ago to let me know that my mother died this evening. The call was not unexpected. The last few times I've visited her she was obviously in rapid decline, growing ever more frail. Since early this week she had barely been able to realize that anyone was there, and would fall asleep after a few words had been exchanged with her visitors or the nurses. At least her last few weeks were not troubled, as my dad's had been. She was usually calm, and as comfortable as could have been expected given her age and her many ailments, and told visitors "Don't worry about me." As I had recently come to expect, she died a few weeks short of what would have been her 95th birthday. She had a long life, and most of it was good. Rest In Peace, Mom. We'll miss you.
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