A Pause Before Dying…
How my mom and I finally found peace together.
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4 min readSep 13, 2023
Her breathing was jagged, as if at any moment it could simply stop. Somehow though, it kept going like her body didn’t know how to shut itself down, a default setting hardwired for survival.
“That’s called the death rattle,” Betty, the nurse’s aide, pointed out as she covered my mom’s cold, bare foot with a warm blanket…
