Rest

I'll be ready to write about her passing at some point. But not now. Her death was long and difficult for all involved. The hospice nurse was incredibly helpful, but ultimately, death was long and difficult. My mom knew it would be hard for me. She warned me and tried to protect me.

She waited for my cousin and his fiance to arrive before passing. Forty-two long hours since her body had first decided it was time. I hope she wasn't in pain. I hope she knew we were all there with her. (Is hope here denial, too?) All of the people that meant the most to her were there with her.

Please don't hesitate to check in on me. I love you all.

Rest. It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.