She had been in hospice for a year and a half in a wonderful healthcare facility in Somerville. Visits with her were interesting at the very least. In her dementia, she imagined herself to have been places. She said several times that she had been to England. At that moment, I saw the mercy of God. He was allowing her to have great adventures in her mind, rather than dwell on the fact that she had a broken body that wouldn't allow her to get out of bed.
No matter what, Mom was always delighted to see me. Never will I thrill someone so much just by showing up. Now she is in the presence of the God we both know. Surely there was never a delight here on earth that even begins to match her joy there!
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