Posting all of this now, knowing how the story ends, is just so weird and though these events are being chronicled here on the blog in the relative order in which they happened (though admittedly I'm weeks behind real life in reporting on events), it just seems weird to post about visiting with Mema in the final weeks of her life, knowing that these pics and posts were so close to her death. All the while, this was our reality at the time. These were our events. So...here we were...making the most of things. Making the most of our time.
We were visiting with Mema as much as we could when she was awake. We were visiting with Darnin, who was caring for her mother.We let Eliette play around our feet and around Mema's bed. How much of Mema's life was spent with "little ones" around? She was one of 10 children, and then had 7 daughters of her own. I'm mid-thirties, and I'm the youngest grand-child. So, you can imagine---the lifetime of siblings, children, neices, nephews, neighborhood kids, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and so on.... All of the kids that patted about around her, and all of the kids that she cared for and loved.... Kids around her was nothing new!
There were more visits with Mema before she passed away. So, I'm sure I'll chronicle those too...but let me just say---my mom and aunts are amazing. They cared for my Mema in her home for as long as they could physically. Then, when she had to be in a care facility and go onto hospice---they were still there with her. Mema required 24 hour supervision, and they were there. My poor mom would work 5 days a week, load up on Friday after work, drive to Mema's town, and stay through the weekend until Sunday night. She'd drive home to sleep, and wake up Monday morning to start her week over again. If you asked her about how tired she was or if it was draining or anything like that---she quickly chimed in with "I'm lucky to spend this time with my mom," and "I can't leave my sisters alone to do it; they are so tired," or "I'm happy to do it; it's my mom. I want to be there." I've worried so much about my mom and aunts during this chapter of our family's story. They gave to the point of exhaustion, and then managed to keep going. They are just rockstars. Amazing rockstars.