The Red Brick Times

  Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Because I'd already posted about my mom on 11/29 when asking for help in moving some of her things I'll go ahead now and post the end of the story. My uncle called me early yesterday morning after being alerted by the nursing home that my mom had become unresposive and the end may be near. I left for Youngstown immediately but she was gone before I arrived. Her funeral will be Friday. Though this was hardly unexpected you can only prepare yourself so far. When it actually happens... well, I'm sure you know what I mean.
by whatley (5) comments

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  • I am sorry, Russ.
     
  • Me, too.
     
  • I am so sorry. Take time for yourself while you are busy with your responsiblilities.
     
  • Take care my friend. Our thoughts and prayers are with you.
     
  • Thank you all very much for your kind thoughts.

    I just sent off an email and in it mentioned a few lines from a Grateful Dead song that kept going through my head off and on today.

    It's the same story the crow told me
    It's the only one he knows
    Like the morning sun we come
    And like the wind we go

    Not exactly great poetry or particularly deep. Just got stuck in my head the way those things do.
     
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