Mom, RIP

God SkyMy mother passed away tonight. I’d sat with her since 6 am and she held on, with morphine easing her distress. I finally left at 10, after giving her a kiss and saying good-bye — and she died ten minutes later. I don’t believe the timing was a coincidence.

I wanted to let all of you know that I got great comfort today from the messages you sent me. Thank you.

And how am I? Fine. Just as I don’t save my eulogies until people die (I tell them while they’re still around all the things I like about them), I did a lot of my grieving while she was alive too. Every time someone offered sympathy, I teared up. I’m already cried out, at least for now.

I’m too tired to write about her tonight, but I’ll try to do so a little tomorrow.