Tree of Life

My sister and I are by my mums side , and my son Laurence is returning from London to be with her too. Mum has seen a lovely palliative care specialist. Its a desperately sad time for us.
The room mum is in has no window , it feels more like a cell. :-( . I hope she can be moved to a room with a window.
I’m very grateful for the kindness of all the staff here.
This image is from a painting in my house ‘the tree of life ‘. It’s painted on papyrus. I bought it on a trip to Egypt when my son was a child . At times like this I reflect on the cycle of life.