Goodbye

My grandmother died last night. She was 86. Lovely woman she was; raising 12 children on $2 a day makes a very patient person.

Now comes the time to make preparations for three generations to gather and say their goodbyes. No doubt the place will be filled with old children concerned, young children oblivious, and everyone else in between. Grandma no longer has worries about another stroke, nor is she concerned about the unsteady hand of those with Parkinson's. She lived a full life and devoted much of it to her children and grandchildren. She had a wonderful sense of humor all the way through and will certainly surface time and time again in many joyful conversations for the rest of many lives. She will be missed.