Ma died this morning.
She had a fall nearly 3 weeks ago and was in Hospital, where I have been for most of the time......she had a bleed on the brain and was too old and frail for brain surgery.
Letting 'nature take it's course' for the last week she has had no hydration, food, water or medication of any kind.
Watching someone die ...... It isn't quick and clean and quiet and peaceful...it is painful and noisy and smelly and frightening and sad and feels inhumane.
Time stretches and slows down and speeds up and hovers and becomes air that you can feel.
In the brief period of her rallying last weekend she told me how much she loved me.
A turbulent fractured relationship.....but through holding her hand and kisses on her soft familiar face I knew I loved her too.
