The Long Good Bye

Today, we met with hospice for my Mom. Hospice and Mom should never be in the same sentence. Yet, here I am. Today was another step in a journey that has spanned the past eight years. Eight years. I have been losing my mother, mourning her, for eight years. My Mom has advanced Alzheimer's. It has been eight months since I heard her voice. Eleven months since she ate solid food. Feeding her 4 ounces of yogurt took forty five minutes today. The person lying in that hospital bed is not my mother. That is an empty shell of the woman she was. My mother raised the three of us with very little help from my father, who left when I was seven. She worked three jobs at time so that we could go to coll

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