Virginia

Virginia, Mom, Gigi, Gini Mom, Tu, whatever you might call her is dying. I don't know when it will happen but each time I visit, I tear up with my heart aching and memories. She was a  beautiful, lovely, gentle, sweet mother. Alzheimer's is taking her. She can't speak anymore yet she looks at you. Her beautiful blue eyes say so much.

River Landing

Before Christmas my siblings and I decided to remove all medicines other than the ones that keep her comfortable. We knew there might be a decline but were unaware of how much the medicines helped. At times I question our decision. Now, she is completely dependent on people moving her from wheel chair to recliner to bed. She no longer eats and drinks but is fed soft foods; she refuses most of the time by clinching her teeth and lips shut. I think she is ready to die and I think we are ready to let her go. Yet, it's hard to imagine life without her and yet, she has been gone for along time.

I was saying goodbye to her and she was trying to blow me a kiss