Yesterday Paul and his siblings had to make the difficult decision of putting his mom in hospice. They considered in-home care but with the amount of pain that she’s in it would be better for her to be in a hospice facility where she can have round-the-clock care. It’s a really nice place and very small so that she can get a lot of attention.

Paul spoke to the doctor yesterday and the prognosis is very grim. They’ve given her maybe a few days. She can no longer really communicate. She wakes up every once in awhile and recognizes people. But she mostly rests which gives her respite from the pain. The family priest came in to give her her last rites. She lit up when we took Derek to see her. She reached out to touch him and we sat by her side for awhile so she could see his beautiful face as she came in and out of consciousness.

As hard as all of this is, everyone seems to be at peace. Mourning, but at peace. Hurting, but at peace. Knowing that their mother/friend/sister/aunt is going to be at peace soon and will no longer suffer.