Trigger Warning – Death of a loved one.
I wanted to update everyone on where things are in my life, but I also feel like I want to keep most of it private and close to my heart. I will try to word this in a general sense, rather than speak specifically about my relationship with those involved.
The word “hospice” never fails to send a chill down my spine. It’s so much more than losing a loved one. It’s tear-soaked eyes, hushed voices, unanswered questions, anger, exhaustion, prolonged emotional agony, wondering, wishing……..Waiting.
My first encounter with hospice was when my grandmother was sick with cancer. I was in my early twenties and had gone to visit her. I remember laughing as she pointed the television remote toward the large glass window on the opposite side of the room, mumbling incoherently about the television being broken. I thought she was being silly, but when I noticed that no one else in the room found it as amusing as I had, I realized that somehow in the span of two days, she’d forgotten what a television was.
My mother explained that she was comfortable and at the end of her life, so very soon she would no longer be able to speak. She comforted me by reminding me that my grandfather, as well as my paternal grandmother would be waiting to welcome her at the gates of Heaven. She urged me to talk to her and say what I wanted to say before it was too late. It felt awkward and uncomfortable…So I didn’t.
Less than a year later, I stood beside the bed of my 47-year-old mother as she drew her last breath. This was my second encounter with hospice. Cancer had taken her at an offensively early age and a startlingly short time. On her last day I opened my mouth to say all the things I needed to say to her before she was gone, but the words wouldn’t come out. At this point I was hopelessly addicted to drugs and unsure of what to say. I wasn’t there for my mother during her sickness and couldn’t “bear” to see her in such a frail state. So, I stayed away.
I’ve forgiven myself for most of the things I’ve done while on drugs, but my lack of action during this time she needed me most is unforgivable–for now anyway.
Six years later, I was sober and present for my father as he laid in the hospice bed, resting peacefully at the end of his life. He had waited for all of us to leave the building before he took his final breath, but we were lucky enough to hold his hand afterward and say goodbye. I imagine he was already drifting to his next destination at this point, but it still felt healing to kiss his forehead one last time.
I hadn’t once managed to say the things I needed to–or should have said. I never wanted to have those conversations with them because it would be acknowledging the fact that they were dying. So instead, we had surface-level conversations and danced around the giant elephant in the room. When they were gone, they were gone and all that remained were all the unspoken words that will forever live in my mind with no place to go.
My mother had met and married a man when I was nine years old. He was a police officer, and my sister and I lived with him and my mother full time. He stepped up to raise us when my father wasn’t able to. He was there for my fifth-grade graduation, my first boyfriend and my first heartbreak. He drove me back and forth to my first job, cheerleading practices and cooked my date and I a delicious meal before the homecoming dance. He taught me how to drive a car, cook a killer egg sandwich, and most importantly, how to love another person’s children as if they were my own.
After my mother passed away, My stepfather eventually remarried and decided to retire from the police force and move to a lakehouse in Georgia. He allowed my family and I to move into the home he was leaving behind here–for next to nothing. He just wanted to know we were safe.
He has a name, but from the time they were born my children called him grandpa. I’m sure my father and mother wouldn’t have minded, but even if they had, I wouldn’t have been able to get the kids to call him anything else. They adore him. We visit him at the lakehouse often and have created some memories that will last a lifetime.
As I stood by his hospice bed this week, holding his hand and making jokes to lighten the somber mood in the house, I decided to do something different than I’d ever done.
The words flew from my lips with urgency and determination. I thanked him for all of the things he had done for me over the past 27 years. I promised him my children would know him, assured him we would keep his memory alive, and told him beautifully personal, sacred and special things that I won’t share here. He responded, “Take care of my grandbabies for me”, and many other heartbreakingly moving things that I may not have gotten to hear if we hadn’t had this conversation. We acknowledged the truth about what was happening with him and cried together for a bit before he drifted back to sleep.
My tears were not tears of sadness. They were tears of joy and peace. For the first time in my life I was able to leave nothing left unsaid with someone I cared deeply about… before I missed the chance.
I’m sure my mother was there to meet him with open arms yesterday when he left, and by now he has probably told her all about how silly, loving and adorable her grandkids are.
Experiencing loss changes a person forever. Experiencing the loss of most of my core family members puts me in a strange position. At times I feel lost, uprooted, orphaned, alone and heartbroken. But I know my family wouldn’t want me to cease existing in their absence.
So, I will continue to march on, telling everyone I love how much I love them as often as I can. I will always say the things that need to be said and give the compliments that need to be given. I’m going to drop the people who bring me anything other than peace and joy, and love those remaining folks as fiercely and urgently as I can.
This post was mainly a way for me to get my thoughts out onto paper, but also, I suppose, a gentle reminder to surround yourself with people who bring you joy, tell them how wonderful they are as often as you can, and never, ever, ever, feel embarrassed or ashamed to say what you feel to the people you love while you can.
Thank you for your patience with me as I navigate this season of my life.
I am my mother’s caretaker now. She entered hospice on Monday. This is so very hard. I am so happy you were finally able to voice your goodbyes. I hope it makes up for the times you weren’t able to. ❤️
You have lost so much. I can’t imagine the pain you’re in again. My prayers and good vibes and all the well wishes are sent to you, a person on the internet, I’ve admired.
To embrace death is to truly know how to live. Seeing someone you love cross over to Heaven as peacefully as possible is sombering and if we let ourselves embrace their transition we realize they are not really leaving us, it’s just a “See you later” for those of us who know where our eternity will be. Live on with courage and confidence knowing that they would want you to live abundantly. You and your family are in my thoughts and prayers.
I have a similar background as you. I have been clean for 22 years. My Mom and Dad devorced when I was 6 years old. My Mom remarried and my stepdad was awesome. All three have died and I feel that same lonely feeling. Sending you hugs.
Help for the Hard Times. Thriftbooks.com. Its a good one on complex grief.
That was beautiful and touching and real. Thank you for sharing. I have been curious what you were going through and this piece was just enough, not too much, and a solid reminder of what is really important while we are all here on Earth for our short journies.
I am 60 years old. I lost my amazing Mom when I was 21. I didn’t get to say all the things that I wanted her to know because her death was sudden and unexpected. To this day I am trying to make peace with that. I also wish I’d been a better daughter for her. I let her down so many times. I love and adore her and I miss her like crazy, even 30 years later.
Luckily I had my Dad for much longer. He passed away in 96 and I had the time to say things I needed to say to him. I had time to be a better daughter to him, though far from perfect.
I have no siblings, I’m an orphan. Even at 60, that stings. I understand your heartache and I’ll pray for your heart and soul to heal. Stay strong, stay well a take care of you and your family. We’ll all be here when you’re ready. 😘
I also lost my mom,dad and stepfather and grandmother.
I wasn’t there during my addiction,but now I’m a caregiver for those in hospice and. Holding their hands,washing thier feet and also telling them how important their life was and how lucky they are to get to see their family members and be with our father in heaven.
This brought tears to my eyes and I’m so very proud of you and me and all of us for leaving that addict persona behind,You are deeply loved by many and just imagine if you were successful in that jail.
I’ve seen your tiktok about what you would have missed😭
Prayers and strength Tiffany for you,your family and your children
Oh Tiffany…. So much love, light and the biggest hugs to you. ❤️ ❤️ ❤️
I feel your pain on all levels. You voiced everything that’s been on my heart for years. Talking about it helps, but it still hurts. I’m so glad you were at peace this time, and I’m sure he was too. What a beautiful way to cross over to the Pearly Gates. Thank you for writing this. It’s nice to know that I’m not the only one, but I’m terribly sorry that you’ve had to go through it all too. Recovery looks good on you, girl ❤️
Oh, sweetie. I’m so sorry.
We love you but you owe us nothing. Take care of you. We’ll be here when you’re ready.
My husband just went thru this also ..As she layed in her hospital bed kissing his mother. He held her hand and kissed her forehead as she took her last breath. It was heartbreaking but yet a relief. She was diagnosed with Parkinson’s about 6 yes ago but, we found out day’s before she died she had cancer. So with my heart and soul Im sending you my condolences.
The hardest thing I ever did was ride in an ambulance with my mother as they were moving her from the hospital to Hospice. It has been four years and those days are just so strange to think about! I drank most of the days and nights while with her. I was just too weak to handle it I guess. I miss her something terrible! I am now my 82 year old father’s caretaker and am scared to death! God bless you for sharing!! I am so happy you were able to say what you needed to say to your step-dad!
I too have lost my parents and my grandparent. Two to Cancer and one to copd causing lungs to claps. To this day I still feel lost. But am so thankful for my family and some great friends I do still share this life with. My condolences with my heart and soul.
I love your transparency. I just took care of my mother before she passed and thank God I was clean to be able to show up for her. I said all the things and she did too. I will never forget those memories we shared. I had that same peace knowing she isn’t suffering anymore and she was free to go.
Thank you for sharing your grief with us. I lost my parents and grandparents by the time I was 32. I still feel orphaned at times and I’m 52 now. Love you Tiffany.
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I understand. Today is my mother’s 3rd birthday celebration in Heaven. She would have turned 87 down here. I started living and behaving more intentionally before she died so that I would have fewer regrets. I don’t always get it right but I am aware….and that made changes that are good. Thank you for sharing. Xoxo
I’m so sorry for your loss Tiffany. I lost both of my parents in 2009 6 months apart. One of the hardest things I’ve ever gone through. Even all these years later it still hurts. I’m sending you light, prayers and love to weather this difficult time. Please know that there are many of us here to help and support you in whatever you need! Take this time to be with your family as much as it takes!
I am so sorry for your loss. Take all the time you need. We will be here when you are ready. You and your family are in my thoughts and prayers.
I follow your journey in life as much as I can. So sorry for your loss. I know how you feel. I have lost a lot of family. It certainly changes how you go on in life. Take your time and thanks for sharing.
My sincere condolences 💐 I’m happy you were able to be brave and vulnerable to your step dad. Our mortality and humanity bring us together in a way that is spiritual. As you are aware, blood doesn’t define family… your loss is real and deep. Death conversation should not be avoided but practiced from a young age. May love surround you and your family during this most difficult time… Understand your mom, dad, and grandma know your heart and those words are etched in their hearts!
Beautiful words Tiffany.💕 I thank you for sharing them.. I have come to know Hospice for the first time in the last couple of weeks as my beautiful 84 year old mum is dying. It is such a heartbreaking journey to be on filled with disbelief, tears (both happy and sad), conflict with some, connection with others, learning about medical terms and a growing list of symptoms, and yes.. acknowledging the elephant in the room. . It just doesn’t seem natural to be discussing death so openly and frequently and matter of factly, but I’ve come to realize it’s necessary. We are all waiting for death to come to Mum now, in the hope she doesn’t have to have this dragged on and suffer. I don’t know if you will ever see this message but once again I thank you… reading this post I felt less lonely in my own journey right now and your words helped me to get my own out. Sending love all the way from New Zealand to you and yours💕. Kia Kaha. Niki.
Thank you for sharing this beautiful story. I lost my Mom in hospice care just last year. We had been estranged for 2 years before that and I never got to make my amends to her. I feel your sadness in my soul. Be well
Sorry for your loss, I lost my dad 4 years ago and still cry and miss him so much. What a blessing for you both that you could open up and spend his last days together, this will bring much healing to you. Praying for strength for you, and I am soooo proud of who you are. God bless
Omg…how can you read all of these comments…I want to say that you are so amazing and inspiring to more people you will never know…sending love and light to you and your family…losing parents is the hardest!…thank you!🥰🥰😊😊
I moved through every emotion reading this post! You are such an amazing writer! I felt the love you have for your family! Take all of the time you need. No stress or worrying about us. Those who truly love you will be here when you are ready! Sending healing vibes and love to you and the fam! 💓💓💓
My Grandfather, an Episcopal priest, said he considered death to be a great adventure. I always thought that was a pretty good acknowledgment that we don’t know exactly what’s coming but also an expression of trust that it can’t be bad. You’ll always miss your loved ones, but trust that they’re on a good trip.
I’m so sorry for all your heartache. Sending so much love and prayers for you and your loved ones. This was so beautifully written ❤️
I lost my mom when she was only 47, she had been sick but her death was sudden that was 17 years ago and I still think of all the things left unsaid. I lost my dad 2.5 years ago in a similar way but thankfully I had spent so much time with him during his illness that spanned a few years that we eventually got around to having most of the important conversations that I wanted to have and still I feel like there is so much left unsaid. Being 43 with no parents or grandparents is especially hard for me because my kids lack grandparents or even grandparent like figures and I can see how badly they need that. They cling to other peoples grandparents and sometimes it feels like my heart is being ripped to shreds. It’s definitely taught me many lessons being in this position and I do my best to always make sure the people I care about deeply know exactly how I feel about them. I’m sorry that you or anyone knows the pain of these kinds of losses. No matter our age being an “orphan” hurts and at times I still feel like I’m not sure where I belong anymore. Sending you love and all the good vibes.
28 years ago, my 31 year old husband was in hospice. 18 years ago, it was my dad. I am praying for you and your family. No one understands until it is them. ❤️
So sorry for your loss. I am glad you were able to share your words with your step Father.
Thank you for sharing. Just saw you in Mesa, AZ! It was fabulous!
So sorry for your loss!
Your simply amazing Tiffany. Thank you for sharing.
This strikes so close to home for me.
I lost my mom when I was 20, she was 1000 miles from where I was and there was no goodbye, the next year I lost my grandmother who had raised me, and tho they called to tell me she was going to pass soon I was afraid to go to her. In 2015 I spoke to my dad on the phone, told him I would be back home in a few days and that I loved him, 45 minutes later he came in from a walk and died.
In 2013 my sister was diagnosed with cancer, I was 1000’s of miles away, and tho I saw her several times in the 3 years she fought, we never talked about the big stuff, because she refused to admit this was a battle she would not win, I was on my way to her, she left us as my plane landed, I am sure in purpose, to not put me through watching her go, but knowing I was close enough for her children. After this we lost 2 life long friends suddenly.
And then my daughter was diagnosed with cancer and trasportes out of state for treatment. I travel many times to be with her, and at the end, when she said she knew her time was near, I got on the very next plane, and said all of the things, how much of a blessing she had been to me, how the joy and the laughter would never fade and I held her hand when at 38 she took her last breath. The loss is no less devastating, in reality it was more, but knowing she left knowing how loved she was and knowing I was at her side brings me immense comfort.
Take you time and take care of you.
I lost both my dad and my younger sister in less than a year and half 2019 and 2020. Prior to that (2018) I had lost a baby at 22 weeks. I got to say all I needed when my dad passed away but my sister and the baby had been sudden. I kept busy. I redecorated my house. I gave birth to my beautiful rainbow baby last year. But then it hit me. Sudden. Anger. Trying to control every moment of my life. I’m a counselor she I thought I knew what to do. Turns out I didn’t. A friend (psychiatrist) forced me to to see that I hadn’t had a chance to grieve because I had one trauma after another. I never saw it that way but they were right. Now I take each day for what it is. I go for walks with my kids. I’ve scheduled vacations and say what’s in my heart. I take a MILLION pictures. Because tomorrow isn’t promised. Your courage made me cry. You are not alone. Take all the time you need. ❤️
What beautiful sentiments. I am a hospice nurse and I pray your loved ones were able to slip peacefully to their next journey. God Bless You!❤️❤️❤️❤️
You’re truly an amazing soul, Tiffany. Your loved ones are so blessed to have you in their lives and your mom and dads are very proud of you, I’m sure. I’m sorry for your loss. Hugs to
You. Xoxo
I am so very sorry for your loss. We recently lost our Mom. Our hearts are broken. She had dementia and dementia is so cruel. We told her everything we needed her to know about how very loved and appreciated we were of her. I have to believe that she understood what we were saying. I honestly believe that she’s whole, healthy, happy and strong in her afterlife. I understand you feeling orphaned as I feel that way a little bit too 💕You are in my prayers and gosh we were so blessed to have these amazing people in our lives❤
I am so sorry for your loss. I knew this would make me cry. I cry a lot. My momma died at 12:07 am on Valentine’s Day this year. I was her caregiver and her baby. I purposefully moved her home with us for her last four months, for the exact reasons you so eloquently put on paper (electronic paper). You are right. And I will never NOT tell someone my thoughts before they go again either. Thank you for sharing. You are loved.
God bless and my condolences! I’m 26 yrs sober and it’s amazing how painful losing family can be. My Mom, Dad and my son, Seth have all passed in sobriety… My son was a heroin overdose. My daughter turned me on to you because of your humor and being sober!!!! You’ve got this. I talk to my parents a lot and still quite a few years later, still go to call them… sending hugs
Being a hospice nurse not only as a job but personally to my family I completely understand what you’ve felt. I comforted family. Never feel like sitting in a quiet place and speaking now to them will not be enough.
I just want to say something small. I see a lot of myself in you as the ocd in thinking and the love you have for people. Watching you bloom into a beautiful soul and over come your past is remarkable. Keep smiling and breathing. Keep your heart big and full of love. ❤️❤️ We will se you when your ready to come back.
You are an amazing woman. I laugh and smile and thought more deeply and appreciate and respect and cried from you sharing your heart. Thank you. I’m so sorry for your loss.
I’m so sorry for your loss Tiffany. I lost my mother last week after a battle with cancer. We had hospice in, the first time I had been around hospice and we all gathered around my mother saying our goodbyes up until she took her last breath. I’ve been her caretaker and lived with her the last 8 years of her life and sueing that time we created an even more special bond. I feel so lost right now as my life has mainly been my mother. I don’t know how to live life without her, I miss her so much. I’m praying for you and your family and for comfort and peace. Thank you for sharing.
I’ve never dealt with hospice, but I just recently lost my father in December. Very unexpectedly he developed an infection after a surgery and it spread everywhere. I was with him when he took his last breath. We celebrated his birthday yesterday. It’s rough, I feel sick, mad, and angry. I’m sorry for your loss.
Wow just wow I’m not even sure what to say except I feel this immensely as I can relate. My parents died suddenly 3 weeks apart. Devastation. At the time my step dad had stage 4 lung cancer. I was at his side daily for the next year including during hospice until he passed. I know the pain from
losing core members of your family. I hear you and I feel you. Keep going, you are never alone. ❤️
We love you and we are here when you come back or need us.
We all need time to find our true voice. It’s wonderful to see you found yours in time for this goodbye-for-now. I still talk to the people who I lost when I was afraid of my voice. Thank you for sharing this, I hope it helps your healing as well.
I am so sorry for your losses. I never knew my dad’s parents but lost my grandma and my parents when they were just 60, 58, and 52 years old. I also felt that strange sense of being an orphan after my dad died. It felt like I was so alone (which I am not), but I felt detached and disoriented. Praise God for His mercy and grace. He has blessed me greatly and lifted me up and renewed my hope in Him and gave me the courage to follow my dreams of being a children’s book illustrator which I have accomplished. Praise God!!
I am so sorry for all the losses in your life. You are amazing writer. Thank You for sharing this experience. My mother passed January 21. I was able to ask her forgiveness. She was happy to forgive me I could tell it was real. I am so grateful. I am so happy you have gotten sober. My son is so sick for many years still. The pain to see him struggle is awful.
Tiffany, I am so sorry to be reading this. Thank you for bearing your soul on this post , I know it was not easy to do and you don’t owe us an explanation. You and I have almost the same sober date (9/26/12). My dad was going through cancer treatment as I was wrapping up my time in drug court. We knew it was only going to give us a few extra months with him. I was early in sobriety and still trying to figure “normal” life out plus deal with my dad slowly passing before me. He passed 3 months after I graduated. I didn’t get to say the things I wished I would have. I would do it differently today like you did. Reading this helps give myself a little grace on that. Sending you all the love and good vibes. 💜
My heart goes out to you. I know exactly where you’re at, and am so glad you got to have your words spoken into existence. I lost my dad in 2012, and Feb. 4th of 2022 I lost my mother. I was her full time care taker as well and she lived with me and my family. The grief is overwhelming the things I’d wish I’d done differently… but I’m working through it too.
Sending my love, thanks for sharing.
You did a very good thing for your step-dad, and for yourself too. This sort of loss is profound, and by your eloquent and authentic words here, you have helped thousands consider the possibility of a ‘good’ death – one where all that you wanted to say was said. There is no greater gift you can give to your loved ones, or yourself. Thank you thank you THANK YOU for sharing this. You have no idea what a positive impact it will have on countless folks. may that comfort you in your grief.
I can relate to the beginning of your story and the last part of your story. It’s nice to know I wasn’t and am not alone. I’m also an “orphan” now. They all are gone. Even my mom’s sisters. It’s been years and years for me…I understand. I applaud you and admire you. Thank you for sharing.
Im so sorry for your loss, Tiffany. Hug. I’m glad that you were able to share your heart with your other dad. As always, your sharing your life is providing healing for others. I experienced the same inability, somehow, to act and share my heart when my grandmother was dying, and never forgave myself. I wasn’t there for my grandfather either, who was out of state. Knowing what a beautiful soul you are, and that you experienced the same thing may help me to accept that my experiences don’t mean that I’m __________ (Enter negative self-talk here). Thank you.
I’m so very sorry for your loss and yet so “happy” for you to have been able to find your voice this time. Even if the words don’t always come out people know when they are loved. You are such an amazing woman. Sending you love, prayers, strength and care during this difficult time ❤️
Oh pretty lady, so sorry! Another life lesson, they just keep coming. Stay strong, lean into those who love you. Saying a prayer for you and your family.
So touching and beautiful! Thank you for sharing.
I’m glad you were able to say see ya later!! So sorry for your loss ( all of them)
I was by my step dad’s hospice bed 6 years ago. I didn’t say all the things. He never approved of me, I was a grown up loser in his mind. He’d waited to take his last breath when my mom had gone home to shower and change clothes. She’d been by his side for a week. I’d insisted she go and she’s still bitter with me for that. My mom is 88 now and lives with my hubby and I and I don’t look forward to her passing. I’m sorry for your loss but so glad you could say all the things in your heart.
You’ve suffered so much in life. It makes me smile that you were able to experience this last passing of a loved one from a happier more positive perspective. Many times people who are close as in moms, dads, grandpa’s know what’s in our hearts and thoughts without our having to say them. I know it was important for you to say those things but you couldn’t. I’m happy you have forgiven yourself. As a mom I’m going to say we never want our children to waste time worrying or feeling bad. I want my kids to realize we all make mistakes, don’t say things when we should or perhaps say things wrong. It’s life. None of us gets out without oops, some of us more than others. You are not alone now, they are always with you. Feel their love everyday from the sunshine on your face. Be well.
This was the most heartbreakingly open and honest post! It’s beautiful! Thank you for sharing something so special and sacred even though you don’t have to. Take your time. Do what you need. Your fans will be waiting and will support you! ♥️🙏🏻
Tiffany my heart and prayers go to you and your family. Loss is never easy i think in a way life shows us that. I lost my own mom at the age of 50 due to cancer. I told her goodbye and how much I loved her she was my best friend. Hold onto all the memories Tiffany and recreate them with your own beautiful family. Stay strong Tiffany and remember they never truly leave.
So sorry for your loss. But so glad you were able to express your feelings to your Dad. Take care
Hugs for you and your family, your words were well received in my heart.
Dec 16th 2021 we found out my dad had 2 weeks to a month to live. He had aggressive urinary tract cancer. My dad went into at home in hospice Dec 17,2021. It’s a day I’ll never forget, knowing the end was near but how near? We spent the next two months trying to keep him going. With Covid they no longer send people to sit and be with the patient so my mom and I took turns spending time. I could t bare to watch her deteriorate caring for him. Slowly we watched him lose the ability to walk, use the restroom, talk and eat. I too felt compelled to tell him how I felt but when I opened up it, he seemed uncomfortable so I stopped. I found out I was pregnant Feb 2, and by Feb 8 he passed. I went downstairs that day to tell him I was pregnant and found him. He was gone. I feel a lot of emotion from that time and that day. It does change you forever. Thank you for sharing your story as it’s touching. We do the best in life that we can at that point in time. Sending prayers!
I am sending you prayers for peace during this hard time. I too have sat bed side in hospice as my father took his last breath. He never regained consciousness. So we were never able to have that last I love you. Cherish those memories and keep them close at hand to help you navigate the hard days to come. They do get easier with time but are never forgotten. Love to you and yours 💕
I’m sorry for your loss! I’ve also lost my mom, dad, 2 brothers and 1 sister in my 40 years….my dad had other kids from previous marriage but we’re not really close like I was with my moms kids. It really is just heartbreaking when I sit down and think about it but thank God for my husband and children to get me through. I am also a recovering addict and I just really relate to you! ❤️ Thank u for being a real person!!!
Thank you for sharing. And I know that nothing I can say will make anything better but just know that I am praying for you and sending huge hugs.
I’m so sorry for your loss. My heart breaks at all the losses you’ve suffered so young. They would all be so proud of the journey you’ve had and how much you’ve grown.
Oh Tiffany! This had to be the most heartfelt message I have ever read. I am crying through reading this. My heart hurts for you. Let this be a reminder to everyone to always treat each day as a gift and take no one for granted. I have also lost both of my parents and have regrets about what I should have said and done. God bless you for who you are and what you are doing. Peace and love. 🙏❤️
Sorry for your loss., Days, earlier I was thinking back ti things I wish I’d done differently. They know we love them.