In the beginning my mom would come in and out. She asked me about her brothers, why are people telling her they were dead. I told her it was true. She started crying, saying it was so scary not to remember and she hoped it never happened to me. a few minutes before she took her last breath, I touched her forehead and told her it was going to be OK because she was going to be with her mom, dad and brothers.
You are a very good daughter, Rusty.