That last goodbye is a heartbreaker. I hate it so much. I walked out of her room and the tears I had been holding back, started rolling down my face. I was hurting. I told her caregivers goodbye and hugged them and thanked them for taking such good care of my mom. I sobbed and said to them that this is so hard because I love my mom SO much. I wish I didn’t live so far away. They told me I can stay there and cry with them because they cry a lot, too.
Some people have deserted my mom and that makes me sad. When she asks about them it makes my heart ache for her, when there's very little that brings her joy these days. She is slipping away and time is critical. To me it's cruel and selfish. I guess I just don't understand how a person can claim to care about someone, yet be absent when they are most needed. They care more about what's good for them. True colors are revealed during times like this.