The Purple Pages
Last Thursday marked the 9th anniversary of my mom’s death. She had a tough last few years and although I’m not one to give into feelings of guilt, this one was hard to dismiss. I felt like I had abandoned her somewhat at the nursing home. I went to see her regularly but perhaps not often enough. I meant to go see her several days before I got “the call” telling me to drop what I was doing and get to the home. By the time I got there, she was alive but unresponsive.