❤ Good friends sit shiva. Sometimes all we can do is just witness. And ‘see’ our people.
I wrote this as I watched my best friend deal with her mother’s diagnosis of Alzheimer’s disease. Her mom left long before Her Vessel drew her last breath last month. It was and remains a long cold march through a gruesome swamp for all involved.
But seeing her is all I can do. There are no bandages to fit this owie. ❤
