The truth is I have been watching my mother die for a year now. It's excruciating and tragic and awful.
Once of a true singularity of emotional destruction, she is now diminished. Her body is giving out on her, the fight in her all gone.
She often made everyone around her so angry, hurt, and confused. She lived a loss of depression and sadness, and created chaos to have a sense of control.
Often petty childish, she drove many people away. There are only a few of us left.
And now it's almost over. Days, maybe weeks. No more.
She's ready to go. I'm ready to let go. Extending her life with aggressive treatment only seems cruel. Give her comfort, let her rest.
And soon, I will reach the moment that I have been inching towards for nearly 29 years. She will be gone. I will have done everything possible to maintain a relationship with her... to love her in spite of her.
She will be gone soon, and I will be here. I will have done something that others could not do...
...I will have survived her.
-The Hippy
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
It happens in slow motion...
The truth is I have been watching my mother die for a year now. It's excruciating and tragic and awful.
Once of a true singularity of emotional destruction, she is now diminished. Her body is giving out on her, the fight in her all gone.
She often made everyone around her so angry, hurt, and confused. She lived a loss of depression and sadness, and created chaos to have a sense of control.
Often petty childish, she drove many people away. There are only a few of us left.
And now it's almost over. Days, maybe weeks. No more.
She's ready to go. I'm ready to let go. Extending her life with aggressive treatment only seems cruel. Give her comfort, let her rest.
And soon, I will reach the moment that I have been inching towards for nearly 29 years. She will be gone. I will have done everything possible to maintain a relationship with her... to love her in spite of her.
She will be gone soon, and I will be here. I will have done something that others could not do...
...I will have survived her.
-The Hippy
Once of a true singularity of emotional destruction, she is now diminished. Her body is giving out on her, the fight in her all gone.
She often made everyone around her so angry, hurt, and confused. She lived a loss of depression and sadness, and created chaos to have a sense of control.
Often petty childish, she drove many people away. There are only a few of us left.
And now it's almost over. Days, maybe weeks. No more.
She's ready to go. I'm ready to let go. Extending her life with aggressive treatment only seems cruel. Give her comfort, let her rest.
And soon, I will reach the moment that I have been inching towards for nearly 29 years. She will be gone. I will have done everything possible to maintain a relationship with her... to love her in spite of her.
She will be gone soon, and I will be here. I will have done something that others could not do...
...I will have survived her.
-The Hippy
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