My mother died last night in her sleep. She was 86 years old (oh, the irony of that), birthed 7 children and held over a dozen grand children. She is survived by all her children and her husband of nearly 70 years. Her mother was the undisputed matriarch of our family, and upon her death, she tried to maintain order by stepping into that role. But like so many nuclear families these days, her progeny cast themselves to the 4 winds .... uprooted and unlinked from their past. Like her mother, her two daughters stayed close by and kept watch on her. And like her mother she fought death to the end, but eventually gave in with grace, in her sleep.
It is her wish to be cremated, and I might have to perform the cremation.. ;o)
If you read this, eat a warm, chocolate chip cookie and call someone you love.
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