As my days with my mother is coming to an end,it reminds me that nothing is permanent.
When I came here she was fine but slowly she started detorating and is now almost bed ridden.
Her mind is active but body is not cooperating. Not sure how long she will be in this state.
I was cleaning our house as she was not living there since covid started. She accumulated so many things which doesn’t have any meaning to her now. She is now least bothered about the material accumulated over the years. Her personal things we used to think twice to touch are open for us to see and touch.
What she wants to keep it are now useless for her. And she is not in a state to say if she needs or wants those things.
Man over the years collects or accumulates things and gives too much importance to materials. But at the end nothing matters,just leaving the body.
Hope she gets peace soon and breaks all the human attachments.
Amma no matter where you are, I am a piece from your body. We both will be together till my grave.