Some of you hung out with me when my Mom was put on Hospice. I just got back from her funeral. She died of end stage dementia ...
One of the things she said while she was in the nursing home was that she wished she could just fly away from there to somewhere else. So my dad picked "I'll fly away" as one of the songs at her service, and I found a place that sold butterflies to release, and we held a butterfly release at her graveside.
I'm sad, but I'm sad as much about the long journey to death as I am about her being gone, in fact at the end, I kept hoping it would end soon for her.
I dreamed about her several times since she died, something I hadn't done before. It's hard losing a Mom ... and trying to help Dad go on.
Anyway, for anyone who remembered and helped me through the tough moments, I just wanted to say "Thank you." Being here is a special safe place to be.