My Mother

As I was heading out to the funeral of Andrew's beloved aunt, the Hospice nurse called to tell me my mother had died.  They called it at 8:05 AM.

I am glad, she is no longer confused.

I would put a picture of her here but I can't turn my computer on.........

I headed to see her one last time.  I told her to find my Dad and Aunt Edith and Coffee, my childhood dog.

On the way to the funeral in Plaquemine I had a chance to get a few texts off to those who are close to me and the few members of my family left.

My cousin Jason (of the 5 quilts for 5 boys Colorado wedding fame) called.  I took care of his grandmother/ my aunt for 10 years with her Alzheimer's.  We have had this kind of relief before, he and I.

My dear friends Paula and Ann called me to lend the support of their friendship.

I finally got in touch with Carrie, but I had to call Andrews mom first.  And even then  I wasn't sure I was going to make it to her sisters funeral after all.  But I did.

After the root canal episode, Frank was bound and determined to go to the nursing home with me and ended up going to the funeral as well.

When I saw Fayne, we both cried for our own losses, no for each other's as well.