I dread each eve so filled with grief A heart benumbed in disbelief I rant, I rave, I cry, I pray Why does my angel so betray?
In bed I stare awake all night Frigid fear, orphaned plight I pinch and zoom and try to clutch To reconnect - one last touch!
I'm haunted by that blessed call When you hit the dreaded "wall" I pray you're on the other side Free of pain, strength in stride
Another morn, another fright Sleep escapes, emotional blight O Mom, I hope you hear my plea From my demons set me free!
6 months after my moms passing what continues to haunt me is the decision I had to make to stop the meds when mom slipped beyond the point of no return. No child - of any age - should have to make that decision. The docs force family to decide WHEN. And I had to sign off. I am haunted by signing off on my moms final departure!!! I ask her forgiveness- she was too weak for us to discuss it prior to this happening- she declined very very quickly. It's terrible and I talk to her every day but all I get is silence. I hope she understands n I hope I did right by her.