Thank you all so very, very much. All of your words do mean a lot to me at this time.
Dad had my wife and I come in early this morning, and I’m glad he did. We got to exchange some final words with Mom before they increased the morphine to keep her comfortable. She’s now in a deep, comfortable sleep, but unable to communicate, which is fine, as long as she’s not in pain.
I know all of you have your own hardships, and I appreciate you taking the time to make me feel better about mine. Thankfully, I have absolutely no regrets, really, about my Mom, whether it be personal ones, or the battle that she waged so valiantly and courageously against MDS. I was lucky to have her in my life well into my adulthood, and saw her or spoke to her probably every week of my life. The void she will leave as a mother and grandmother will be enormous, but I hope our memories of her are able to mostly fill the gap.
Now my energies are going to focus on an equally remarkable person, my Dad, who one long-time nurse at the hospital said was the finest caregiver she had ever seen. I know he is in great pain, as he fought just as hard as Mom, and I know it is difficult for him to call off the battle. As with my Mom, I am exceedingly lucky to have him as a parent, and I cherish the days I have had and will continue to have with him. He is my best friend and will continue to provide inspiration to me, just as Mom did, especially so in the last nine months.
I am also lucky to have my wife and son, who will also both exceedingly miss Mom, but have provided and will continue to provide me with countless amounts of support throughout this difficult time.
Thanks again, and very best of wishes to all of you and your loved ones. I’ll be looking for good news from all of you.
Greg
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