Somewhere in time there’s a darkened room with just enough light to see a circle of grief. In the center of the circle is a woman in a hospital bed. Sharp angles under white sheets. Cool, pale flesh stretched over forehead, cheeks, chin. Weeks of a vigil fading into the past. A decision has been made, connections have been unconnected. It is silent in this room except for sighs and sobs. One of the grieved takes the woman’s hand and begins to sing a sweet hymn to accompany the woman from the room, from the earth. This is a moment that lives forever for those who loved this woman.
My mamma would have been 83 years old today. She loved Willie Nelson and saw him in concert many times. This song was played at her funeral.
Rest in peace, mamma. I love you.
Such a difficult day... we walked a similar path with my dad who would have been 94 today. Walking with you and sharing your grief... ♥️
Thanks, Michael. That means a lot. I'll be thinking of you today, too.