Sunday, October 3, 2010
I Don't Want to Say Goodbye
She's not gone yet. But she's very quickly and succinctly slipping away. There is so much about the entire situation surrounding the last 2 1/2 months of her life that I wish I could put into words. There is so much anger on my part over what has transpired that I don't know how I'll ever deal with. So much I wish I could say, but can't.
Tonight when I left her I had to tell her I was going to pick up my car so I could take her to her mama's house. Because right now in her world her mama, who died in 1962, is still alive.
She is refusing to eat much and barely drinking anything. She's frail and confused.
She's tired. She's ready. She wants to leave me. And it's breaking my heart.