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Originally Posted by pocon1
. . .it is so hard to put a date on your mom's death.
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March 8, 2004, I drove to the hospital knowing my dad was going to die that day. He had decided to take off the respirator, and without it, he wasn't going to make it. He lasted about two hours.
February 4, 2005, I drove to my mom's house, knowing she was in bad shape, but I planned to stay the night with her. After I arrived, it was clear to me she wan't going to be here too long. She died within 4 hours.
A friend of mine that lost his mother a few months earlier put it best when he said the death of the second parent is a very disorienting experience. The loss of the first is hard, no question, but when both are gone, the whole center of your life is taken--they have been at the core of your being since you were old enough to remember anything, and that core is removed.