It's almost time

Dear Mom - you are so brave, and so strong. Your body has been incredible for your whole life, birthing five daughters, working, carrying everyone. But I know you're tired. Enough. It's all right to go on to your next adventure. We're right here, surrounding you. We'll be all right, and we'll take care of Dad. It's almost time to go - we know that, and I think you know that. And it's all right. It really is. Just know how much I love you, and thank you for everything you've done for me. I am so much who I am because of you. Your generosity, your unconditional love, your tenacity, your loyalty, your intelligence and goofy sense of humor. All from you, Mom.

Yes, I will miss hearing your voice. Yes, I will miss hugging you. But this is not all there is, far from it. And in that other place, we'll always be together. I know we will. But for now? Well, we'll be separated by that thin curtain, but it's not so thick - I can feel you even now, I can hear you in my head. Your voice is sweet and clear and strong. And that's real. I know it. Rest now, Mom - it's been a long journey, a grand adventure, but now it's time for your next one. We're staying behind, but we'll be along by and by, as well. Then we'll be together again.