Moving On
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 enormous loss, he continues to smile and make jokes. He knows we want […]
And now for something completely different . . .
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 other ideas. I love the “life goes on-ness” of this one. Of all the grandchildren, Owen and […]