My family in grief

My mom's pain is controlled.
Her prognosis is short, but she is at peace and comfortable, and still able to be alert and enjoy her time with the family.
Profound things are happening with my brothers and i.
They are each struggling with their grief, and it manifests in avoidant ways.
The path i chose a long time ago has brought me to this place of being able to support them in a way i haven't been able to in the past.
I feel bold in my love and understanding for them, and i feel confident expressing it as they feel their way through this. It blindsided them both. I have been preparing a long time.
My sister is still silent, except for polite responses to the group messages i send to keep everyone updated.

Time will show me what to do with that.

i have more to write but it's time to rest.

Overall, i'd have to say that there is a good way to die, and a bad way to die.
The good way, is surrounded by the love of your family, with peace and as much comfort as possible.
The bad way, is alone and in anguish.
My mom will die the best way possible.

I feel blessed to be able to care for my her, and walk her to her next life.
I am very sad, but very grateful as well.
i will miss her so much.

a beautiful day, actually.
mom is comfortable. she spent the day receiving calls from loved ones she had estranged herself from-
there were so many tender conversations,
so much past laid to rest.
she is doing what she wanted to do, finally finding belonging.
it doesn't matter to her that it is late, because she sees this joy as eternal.
she is at peace.
this is exceedingly wonderful to me, a miracle i did not think i would see.

i made time for my life, as well. i hiked in my woods, spent some time laughing and speaking of other things with a good friend.

then i came home and had some sweet time with my mom, watermelon and love and off to bed, tucked her in like i do every night.

This is a blessing to us both, in spite of.
because of.