In response to Charli Mills, Carrot Ranch , 99 word Flash Fiction challenge this week, I wrote a piece about being there when my mother in law passed. She always thought of me as the daughter she never had. Join the fun, when you feel the urge. It’s a lot of fun.
She wouldn’t leave the hospital alive. Acceptance lead to a coma. Any time now. Any time now. Family was called, many came to visit.
Suddenly, she sat up, and asked for ice cream. Nurses leaped over each other to make that happen. They rubbed a bit on her parched lips and she licked them while closing her eyes in pleasure. Then, she looked at her daughter and smiled. Her last words were.
“Can I go home now?”
With tears of joy and sorrow in her eyes and a lump in her throat, her daughter gave her permission to die.