My mother, and sometimes artistic collaborator (she drew the cover for A Sane Woman, for example), died on Saturday.
She was 98 years old, she had a full and productive life, she was cogent and 100% herself right up to the end, and she died in her sleep and apparently without pain.
I will miss her (I miss her already, actually), but that’s about as good a run as any of us get.
(Obviously I’ve also been thinking about my father these past few days. I wrote about him here.)
I’m so sorry for your loss. Thinking of and praying for you and your family.
Thank you. I’m trying to balance out the family/personal/mourning stuff with the necessary financial/legal/property stuff, plus the stuff-that-makes-me-feel-good stuff.
Today, funeral home visitation. Tomorrow: Les Misérables!
I agree — that does sound like a pretty good deal to get from life. Sorry for your loss.