February 2011 has been a wicked bitch, to put it bluntly. I spent most of this month in bed, sick as a dog. Then finally, with my own good health just around the corner, I got the phone call that my mom had finally passed away. She died at home last week, surrounded by most of our family, and while I didn’t get to be with her in her final hours, I’m grateful that I was able to visit last month and spend time with her. We are all sad but also relieved that she is finally free of that cruel Alzheimer’s disease.
I didn’t have energy to blog last week, and I probably won’t blog this week. But I’m grateful for my online family and the support that I’ve received so far on Facebook and via email from those who knew the situation. If you are inclined to show a gesture of support, my family asks that donations be made to the Hospice of the Chesapeake, the organization that was such a comfort in the last days of my mom’s life.
Hospice of the Chesapeake
8724 Jericho City Drive
Landover, MD 20785
Thank you for your understanding and patience. My mother’s passing has impressed upon me just how short our time here is and for me, how important it is to be present to my life each and every day. There’s so much mystery… so much that’s incomprehensible. And all any of us can do is ride out the adventure and see what happens. That’s what I’m doing. And I’ll be back here blogging about plastic again when the time is right.