Hi y'all, When words are absolete and time moves on the thing that remains is love. My mom knows her time with us is running out and she knows when she wants to leave this earth. Now I know the controversy, political and religious believes about life and who's it is to take but it isn't relevant anymore. Nothing is. The only thing we want, oughta and need to do is sit by her side as she embarks on her last great journey taking her to a place she can't discuss with us. And that has proven to be far more difficult than I ever imagined it would be. Not because I'm scared, not because I'm choking on grieve, not because I'm awestruck by her courage, not because I'm mad that there still isn't an aswer to this asshole disease. Not because any of all that even though it is all there and I'm going through it all. It is unimaginably hard because of everything and everyone. The ones who are too scared to see her and therefore have stopped coming over co