My Christmas Wish Was Granted

At work, someone sketches out topics on a hallway whiteboard and people chime in with comments, drawings and wisecracks.  The topic in December was, "What do you want for Christmas?"

My answer was the one highlighted in yellow, "Mother all well in heaven".  I got my wish, a lot to be thankful for. 

When I look back on those days now, I realize that watching Mom's struggle before she died was way worse than seeing her after she died. TV makes death struggles look poetic. There was nothing poetic about it.