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Time Out . . . And A Time To Grieve

My mother died tonight.  I guess a person can only say that once in a lifetime.  Right now, we are scrambling to pack and leave shortly.

She spent a long seventeen months in hospice and died a miserable death, begging the question of why a good God would make good people suffer so much . . . for so long?  She deserved better!

Somehow, it seemed appropriate that we were watching a special on Amelia Earhart when the call came.  My mother was always a strong advocate of women’s rights, even voting for Margaret Chase Smith for President back in the 1964 election.  All three women were strong, opinionated, and feisty!

Proving that actions speak louder than words, I never heard her say to me that she loved me, but I always knew it anyway.  She taught me so much!  I miss her already!

It is now time for me to help my father deal with his loss and to prepare her eulogy.  I expect to be offline for awhile.