Playing statues

Today Mum is still like statue. She’s here but she’s not. Her body isn’t reading any signals to move and her face shows peace.

I dress her in her pretty shirt that she picked out, help her into a chair, put her tiny tub of Bircher muesli and cup of tea next to her and we both sit. Still. Like statues.

This is part of My Mother’s Journey

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