Celebrating Mother’s Day when your mother is dying is no picnic. Don’t rush to judgement, though. It isn’t that I don’t cherish the memories of our last holiday. It’s just that it was awful. Harrowing. Absolutely terrible. But perfect nonetheless.
Celebrating Mother’s Day when your mother is dying is no picnic. Don’t rush to judgement, though. It isn’t that I don’t cherish the memories of our last holiday. It’s just that it was awful. Harrowing. Absolutely terrible. But perfect nonetheless.