I’m at home
four hours away when
my mom dies
suddenly.
I wish I’d been there. Oh well.
That’s life/death for you.
I’m grateful
my siblings at least
had the chance
to kiss her
goodbye before her body
was taken away.
Now with Dad,
I’m right in the room.
We’re watching
his chest rise
and fall (yes? okay), unsure
how much time he has.
I misjudge,
head to the kitchen
a daughter
and return
an orphan. Seriously?
I missed it again?
Even if
that’s life/death for you,
I still feel
like a child
who’s been treated unfairly.
Do you hear that, God?
Peace to your ♥!
Serendippity 
Ah. My eyes are flooded and I water my key board. I was supposed to visit my mother 10 hours away. We had planned to leave on Sat. when my sister called on Friday to say that she wasn’t going to make it through the night. I spoke with her on the phone. But wasn’t able to get there until the next evening. Hugs to you…
Thank you, Muri, and hugs back. I wish you could have been there with your mom.
I’ve been told time and again that loved ones find it hard to pass away when their family is there and often wait to slip away while they are gone, so don’t feel bad about missing their passing. It is hard on you but perhaps easier for them.
Thank you, Judy. I appreciate your words.
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