On waiting for someone to die

I’ve been trying to find words for today, and found this online. It’s very on point. 

“You know what’s weird about waiting for someone to die?  You’re waiting for someone to die.  Just like you’re waiting for a cake to bake, or clothes to dry or the cable guy to show up.  You sit.  You watch the clock.  And wait.  Everything needs to be put on hold because you don’t know if it will happen today or tomorrow or next week or the week after that.  Some days you don’t feel like it’s going to happen at all.  Life gets put on hold because someone else’s life is being extinguished.  It’s a selfless act that tested me in more ways than I was comfortable with.”

14 days, a memoir 

Today was a hard day. My mom slept all day, no talking or moving. There are lots of emotions and feelings and it’s just a lot. This boy brings so much joy to this tough time. Give him all the Doritos!

Amy and I helped give our mom what will most likely be her last bath. She didn’t seem to like it and was shivering during and after, so we probably won’t have the nurse come do another one anytime soon. 

Tom went home today. We’ll lose a person a day starting yesterday. That also makes the waiting hard because there are less people to wait with and love with. 

#2,3, and 6. 

Victoria, taylor, and Joe came over. A few of us walked to Target for a few things. It feels so nice to be outside, but also like I just need to be with her all the time. 

We talked about all.the.feelings. And we continue to wait.