On july 2nd, 2017, my beautifulmom lost her long lived battle with COPD, A-Fib, lung troubles, kidney failure, and finally, her body was completely overcome with infection. Which eventually led to her final demise in which I had to make the hardest decision I have ever made, which was to unhook my mom of off all oxygen and to let her go as peacefully as possible. My mom was the strongest, most gentle human in the entire world. She didnt have a mean bone in her body. Her two grandkids were her whole world. They insisted on giving their Gammy a kiss goodbye the day prior. They were so innocent and confused, but both mustered up the courage to tell their Grammy they loves her, and that Papa and God was waiting for her at the Golden Gate. My mom reacted to them with a smile. At that point they became sad, and I knew it was time to take them out of the room. My mother had the support of myself, her Sister Norma, her brother in law Michael, her life partner Charles, her nephew Hunter, and her Best friend Kathy. The moment she was taken off of her breathing machine and injected with morphine , I held her hand and put my hand over her heart with the other hand. She took a few breaths, and then the Nurse walked in and pronounced her to be passed on. I dont remember much after that, aside from waking up on the floor with the nurses saying I hyperventated. I screamed and I yelled, and my selfishness wished I was dreaming. But I wasnt. We sat in the room and told fond stories, but in and out of reality is where my mind really was. My kids and I are asking for help in paying for her services, to say goodbye in the most memkrable and beautiful way possible. The way she deserved. In the meantime they will hold her body until we can set her free. We will be very thankful and anything helps.