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flapdoodle · 06-17-2016, 06:35 AM

9 years ago, I uprooted my life, rented out my house to move back to NY to care for my Mother.
This lasted years.
I had lost so much weight from stress, I was weak, tired, exhausted in every way.
I was moms legs ..eyes, everything. After a broken hip and other walking issues, Mom was recliner bound, unable to even get up & get into bed, but, sharp as a tack. My heart hurt watching my Mother suffer in a body that was no longer hers.

My wife and I lost our moms 4 months apart. I can wake up every day knowing I did my very best. I deal constantly with the "if I was this ..or had I done that would mom still be here", I learned I had done all I could and no matter what more i did or didn't do, the guilt of not being enough would always loom.

She became my best friend, confidant, buddy, full time job, and my child, while always being my Mom. She died in my arms, while I was wetting her lips, she smiled and drifted off knowing she was safe.

She once called me her life line.
I wish she would call me right now.

You are all amazing for what you are doing. It's the most important job you will ever have.

06-17-2016, 06:35 AM	#221
flapdoodle Junior Member How Do You Identify?: I'm the Mrs. Preferred Pronoun?: reflexive Relationship Status: Married in 2013 Join Date: Jan 2013 Location: sing it Frankie baby Posts: 81 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 8 Thanked 245 Times in 59 Posts Rep Power: 1073757	9 years ago, I uprooted my life, rented out my house to move back to NY to care for my Mother. This lasted years. I had lost so much weight from stress, I was weak, tired, exhausted in every way. I was moms legs ..eyes, everything. After a broken hip and other walking issues, Mom was recliner bound, unable to even get up & get into bed, but, sharp as a tack. My heart hurt watching my Mother suffer in a body that was no longer hers. My wife and I lost our moms 4 months apart. I can wake up every day knowing I did my very best. I deal constantly with the "if I was this ..or had I done that would mom still be here", I learned I had done all I could and no matter what more i did or didn't do, the guilt of not being enough would always loom. She became my best friend, confidant, buddy, full time job, and my child, while always being my Mom. She died in my arms, while I was wetting her lips, she smiled and drifted off knowing she was safe. She once called me her life line. I wish she would call me right now. You are all amazing for what you are doing. It's the most important job you will ever have.