Monday, August 11, 2008
A new home for Mom
Mom and I in 1992.
She died yesterday at the age of 85.
Her body continued to fight death for 18 days after we removed all forms of life support, including food. This almost sounds inhumane, but actually her digestive system shut down and there was little choice but to allow her to die.
Thank you for all your thoughts and prayers. I believe it helped prevent her from suffering.
todAAy i AAm grAAteful & thAAnkful
that within 30 minutes of the phone call that notified me of Mom's death, I was sitting in an AA meeting. This was a commitment I had made to myself some time ago.
that I shared my loss in that meeting so another alcoholic will know of my experience and one day be able to go through a similar situation without having to resort to drinking or drugging. I have heard dozens of stories just like mine -- before it happened to me.
that I had a definite plan in place which made the hours after Mom's passing much simpler.
for all the offers of support from my friends at Lambda Center.
that I had such a great time in my drag debut on Saturday night -- pictures will be posted during the week, most likely.
In the midst of movement and chaos, keep stillness inside of you.
the picture on the left is my Mom in 1924 at her home in The Heights in Houston