Around 5:20pm on Saturday May 27, 2017 I witnessed my mother take her last breath. I chuckle to myself when I think about asking her to hold on so I could use the bathroom because I wasn't sure how long I would need to be at her bedside comforting her through this transition. Thankfully it was quick and peaceful and when it happened I knew...my mother had left the building.
A couple days later I hopped on a plan for Greece. I had already booked this trip, my mom was excited and if would the over a week to get my mom's body from DC to Chicago and prepped and ready for her services. So off I go to my mother's land. Hoping to disconnect from the Previous 2 months where I was taking care of my mother and the the last memory I have of her, taking her last breaths.
Travel is my soul booster, happy enhancer, mind soother...travel makes me feel complete and brings me clarity so it only made sense that I do that in order to heal what my mom left behind.
My previous posts speak to my experience caring for my mother and although I just got it done, in those final couple of weeks it became significantly more challenging. She no longer slept through the night which meant I had to get up as well. She needed more assistance and support and I was quickly losing sight of my needs. I'm grateful that I could and was able to support her but in those challenging moments reminding myself this is a season and enjoy being able to touch and hug and talk to her while you can.
So by the time it came to board that flight, I was ready. I was ready to let go, I was ready to move forward, I was ready to return to me and to honor my mom through me. I knew that this trip would be just what I needed and I was right.
A couple days later I hopped on a plan for Greece. I had already booked this trip, my mom was excited and if would the over a week to get my mom's body from DC to Chicago and prepped and ready for her services. So off I go to my mother's land. Hoping to disconnect from the Previous 2 months where I was taking care of my mother and the the last memory I have of her, taking her last breaths.
Travel is my soul booster, happy enhancer, mind soother...travel makes me feel complete and brings me clarity so it only made sense that I do that in order to heal what my mom left behind.
My previous posts speak to my experience caring for my mother and although I just got it done, in those final couple of weeks it became significantly more challenging. She no longer slept through the night which meant I had to get up as well. She needed more assistance and support and I was quickly losing sight of my needs. I'm grateful that I could and was able to support her but in those challenging moments reminding myself this is a season and enjoy being able to touch and hug and talk to her while you can.
So by the time it came to board that flight, I was ready. I was ready to let go, I was ready to move forward, I was ready to return to me and to honor my mom through me. I knew that this trip would be just what I needed and I was right.
