When my mom fell in her apartment, I didn’t think much of it. She was 88, still fiercely independent, and the injury didn’t seem serious. I flew home to Ohio expecting a short visit and a quick recovery. Instead, I found myself at the start of a 41-day goodbye. Losing Mom is the story of what happens when life doesn’t go according to plan—when my sisters and I found ourselves navigating hospitals, hospice, and the slow, painful process of letting go. It’s about what it means to show up for someone at the end, and how even the strongest beliefs can be shaken by grief. As I watched Mom slip away, I found myself caught in an exhausting tug-of-war between acceptance and resistance, trust and doubt, faith and fear. I didn’t want her to die, but I did. This memoir is for anyone who’s sat at a bedside, made impossible decisions, or tried to hold it together while their world is coming apart. It’s about love, family, and the complicated, beautiful, heartbreaking experience of losing a mom.