Tuesday, December 10, 2013
To be human is to live on a rollercoaster
My mother has died. It was a good way to go, she evidently fell asleep and woke up dead. I got to talk to her in the morning, evidently the last thing she did. But the beautiful news is her two beloved cats are going to be adopted by one of the caregivers from the Lutheran village. Kelly is 13, and a 'special needs' boy with kidney failure, but he gets to remain with Fifi for what remains of his life. It is a beautiful outcome to a sad story. I'm leaving today to lay my mother to rest with her George - the last thing I can do for her is to make sure she has her wedding ring on for the rest of eternity.