DECEMBER 26, 2014 WAS A HARD DAY.

Last year I went and seen Mom Christmas Eve and Christmas Night. She was lucid Christmas Eve, but Christmas night she was pretty spacey, but sitting up talking.  The 26th I did not go out, and I feel guilty and sad about that. She was still sitting up. She might have been more lucid than Christmas night. Did not know that I would never talk to her again. The morning of the 27th they called me as she had slipped into a coma. We sat with her that Friday and Saturday night until she slipped away. I will always wish I had gone the night after Christmas.