My friend Imrana called from Delhi to say how sorry she was about Mom. During the conversation, she asked me to put a flower on her grave from her. I told her we weren’t doing flowers. That [...]

I am still in the US with Dad. We spend almost every waking hour together and I continue to feel so grateful for this chance to be with him. He is a brave man. In spite of his age (86) and his [...]

The day of Mom’s funeral. Lucy still in her black dress, Owen, her nine year old son, still in his shirt and tie (the hat was his own addition). Lucy wanted to kiss the beloved boy. He had [...]