Many were the emotions that I felt when I found out my mother’s status: pain, fear, to disbelief, but above all I felt regret. I remembered that the last time I talked to her she had complained of several things. The list of diseases and pains that had was so long, that during the conversation I started to worry about more than what I was going to cost the phone than the need she had I heard it. I did not realize the loneliness and pain that was feeling. This is what I weigh more now. Everyone, my husband, children and I agreed that should go as soon as possible. I wanted to spend my mother all the minutes remaining you life and she also wanted me to see. I arrived in Madrid the morning of April 20.

My mother was happy to see me: you’ve wounded in time, he told me with a sigh of relief when I walked into his room. The following days came loaded for pain, expectation and hope. Near and distant relatives came from all corners from Spain to see her for the last time. They made him samples of care, love and affection, which she had so much needed all his life. He was decided in the family while he was with us he would not it be to leave one in no time. All the children we take turns to look after it and spend the nights in the hospital with her. For my nights were tough. I was afraid to see her die, because he didn’t know if he could withstand the pain.

The Lord, in the usual manner, worked in mysterious ways. I raised that you have so next death only could cause confusion, fear and much pain, but I saw that the opposite is also possible. So he spent with my family.