downeast…. (colors)
A few days ago, before All This happened, I’d asked for colors to be sent to help me cope with the bleakness of an Ohio January. And Sissy, may she be forever blessed, sent me the following:
words..
This is a moblog picture I took of a page of Mom’s writing… It was sitting on a card table in the den that contained piles of Christmas cards. Seemed to be a list of people to send cards to, though she hadn’t sent many out in past years. She used to insist on cards … Continue reading words..
Birthdays
She died just before eight this morning. I wasn’t there — they shooed me out of the ICU about 10 last night. I slept. It is real and not real. I have set the relay of friends telling friends in motion. I even called Israel, though nobody picked up the phone. Not knowing what else … Continue reading Birthdays
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That was the last word I remember her saying, when we visited her around lunch time. She was awake and lucid for about 10 minutes. No, she wasn’t waxing nostalgic, she was fussing at John to have someone at the house fix up our bedroom. I couldn’t abide the thought of staying in that mausoleum … Continue reading home
white pebble 