At 12:40PM this afternoon, I had the gentle honor of stroking Mom's head while she breathed her last breath and started on her next grand adventure. It was surprisingly beautiful and sweet and gentle, and I'm so glad I was there with her. I know she knew I was there, even if she couldn't speak. What an honor. What a woman. She will be so sorely missed by all.
Her funeral is Tuesday here in Bismarck, at 2PM at our family church. I feel tired, like today has been a month, but my family is around me, and we are here with Dad for the weekend. Everyone else is taking a nice break at the lakes, but me? I want to be quiet, and be here, with Dad.
Good-bye, sweet mommy - happy trails to you, until we meet again.
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