I'm sitting at her feet.
And words cannot express how comforting it is to be next to my mom's hospital bed.
She is sleeping. Sleeping and Snoring.
Her breathing is labored.
I waited 14 days to place my bum in this rigid chair. 14 days too long.
Surrounding my chair is the bare space mom studied not long ago. It's chillingly familiar but I'm comforted by the fact that I'm only an arm's reach away rather than the alternative - hundred's of miles away.
I am thankful for this moment.
Thankful that I am here.
Thankful that I can just be.
Be with my mom, sitting at her feet.