I began to journal my feelings as my mom began her transition. By writing down those feelings I released the pain and then began to heal. The journey was amazing to me because the words kept flowing like a wild river. The need to write soothed my soul. After I was finished I could not believe how much I had actually written It reminded me of the day I got the call from the Hospice nurse. "If you want to say goodbye to your mother you need to come... now." I froze. I could not move. My intern Dani brought me back to reality "Louise... GO... GO NOW." I do not remember the drive. One moment I...