When the heaviness of the void and silence between Mamma and me became too much, I called Eternity. I can't know what it would be like in the other case - and frankly, if I can choose, I rather not know thanks, but it's not for me to decide, right? - yet the unnatural, unbearable aspect is that Mama is there and alive, but in isolation.
Eternity, in the presence of an angel, the hospital doctor, called me and as soon as the video was on Silvia appeared. Truly, it seemed more like to be connected to heaven, in that everything was so white! Mama's skin and her shirt, all the equipment and furniture around her and the doctor who was zipped up in one of those white spacesuits that we know all too well from the news.
Of course, while Mom was cool and collected - although a bit confused but still she made her official complaints about the treatment (!LOL!) - I was a total wreck as emotion got the better of me, crying in happiness.
We all walk on thin ice, but at least, looking my mother in the eyes I reminded her that we are all waiting for her. And also that tonight, B'H, she and I have an anniversary to celebrate.
Mazal tov to mamma and me!