My mother entered hospice the beginning of last month, because she came to terms that all the treatment that was available to her(she is also diabetic, so she was limited to some treatments) stopped working and did not want anymore needles,etc. She has declined relatively fast this past week. I see her weaker everyday and it kills me to know that she will be gone soon. I know she’ll be in a better place, because she won’t be in pain anymore, however I still need her to guidance. I tell her that she shouldn’t worry to let go, she did everything she could to fight this disease. I thank God for giving me four more years, to take in her love and study every single facial expression, so when I can become a mother I can give a very detail visual about their grandmother.