I am looking at two pictures of my mother
Eric Olsen

These three narratives re: your mother’s decline into death and the difficult decisions/process speak profoundly and eloquently of the journey we all must face, whether with loved ones or our own mortality. I am deeply moved by your journey and despite processing with family, friends and certainly with many clients regarding losses experienced, as well as my own losses, I’ve long shied away from facing my mother’s decline (in past was hypothetical in nature), as well as my own in certain ways. My mother is declining now, more quickly in last 6 months, and the emotions and process, even though as a therapist I know them well, are yet new. There is is an awareness one simply cannot have until enduring and experiencing something like this (with the unique person called mother), or really with anything for that matter.

Thank you for the sharing of your story which has given a path to better explore my own transitions, the life of loved ones, especially my mother, and indeed my own mortality. Powerfully written, deliciously descriptive and deeply thought provoking yet down to earth and easily connected with. My deepest condolences to you and your family, and to your wife for her wisdom in encouraging you to now cradle/hold your mother in the loving and protective embrace which she had once done for you.

My own health is faltering, so your words, thoughts, and insightful grief have prompted me to also turn around and face my own mortality more seriously. I will be 50 in July, and time, and all too many intervening moments, life events, etc have filled the rapidly passing years. It is time… time is different now… far more precious than thirty years ago, both for my mother and for myself. Thank you for sharing with such eloquence the reminder we all have expiration dates. My thoughts and prayers go out to you and yours. Blessings and peace.

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