As I was walking the hospital grounds today, it occurred to me no matter how many people tell me I need to get away and take a break I choose to stay. I finally figured out the reason why—-my mother was there when I took my first breath, first tasted solid food, first step, first tooth, all the first days of school, my first boyfriend and heartbreak, when each of my children were born and so many other firsts in my life. For me personally to honor her for those and so much else she has done for me and my children in the 57+ years I had the honor of calling her mommy (an inside joke between us) I want to be here for her last breath. I prayer to our Devine Mother and her consort the Horned God she crosses swiftly and without pain.
Blessed be dear friends…
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