cedricandsophie
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I lost my mother at age 19 a long time ago. So I can’t really comment on losing a mom. We didn’t get along and she wasn’t a nice person so I didn’t really feel badly. I did after my dad died in 1985. He was a wonderful man. I still think of him every day. My best friend of over 45 years died in 2019. I loved her dearly. She was in hospice for a few weeks and visiting her every day was one of the meaningful experiences I’ve ever had. I got reacquainted with her sons and I promised her I would watch out for them which I am doing. Our last words to each other was I love you.
When she died her son called me at 6 am and I was there by 7. Her sister came and the two of us took off her gown and dressed her in clothes that we know she would like, scarf and all. Then we escorted her to the elevator. I’m only telling you all this because it was a moment that I will never forget. I think I was afraid of death until then I was so honored to be a part of this experience.
When she died her son called me at 6 am and I was there by 7. Her sister came and the two of us took off her gown and dressed her in clothes that we know she would like, scarf and all. Then we escorted her to the elevator. I’m only telling you all this because it was a moment that I will never forget. I think I was afraid of death until then I was so honored to be a part of this experience.