At 12:04pm on Saturday, May 13th, my mother drew her last breath while my father and I held her hands. She died at home, did not suffer or feel pain at the end, and was lucky enough to say goodbye to many people who loved her over the past few weeks. She will be missed, but it is a comfort to know that she is finally free from the pain she’d lived with for 25+ years.
She lost her 6 month battle with cancer that day. The flowers I’d brought home for her for Mother’s Day (which she did not make it to) bloomed the morning she died, their timing both heartbreaking and beautiful.
Goodbye, mom. I love you.