Mom is sleeping more and eating less, but she does not appear to be in any major pain. Most importantly, Mom appears to be at peace, which is a great comfort to Michelle and me.
Michelle and I have been spending most of our time with Mom, including nights. It's very difficult to see Mom in her current state, but at the same time she looks positively angelic. And despite feeling very tense these days, seeing Mom sleeping fills my soul with a sense of tranquility. I suppose that holding opposite thoughts simultaneously are par for the course these days. I cherish every moment with my Mother and want her to be with us as long as possible, while at the same time, I am hoping that she goes swiftly and harmoniously. I'm trying to take solace in knowing that quality of life has always been more important than quantity of life to Mom.
Still, it's the hardest thing I've ever faced.
Michelle and I ask that you say prayers for Mom, so that she may have a peaceful transition.
Much love to all.
Faithfully,
Corey
P.S.
We have a Filipino caretaker named Aloma who is helping us these days. Aloma is great with Mom and is extremely nurturing, just like Mom. Yesterday Aloma asked Michelle, "is your Mom Asian?" Michelle, a bit confused, replied "no, we're not Asian, we're white." Aloma responded, "oh, you Mom is so beautiful, I thought she was Chinese."
Well, I certainly agree that Mom is beautiful, but those of you who know me will understand why this exchange tickled me on several levels.
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