My mom.
She was exactly 80 years and 1 month old today when she passed away, with one hand in mine and the other in my sister Margot's. Daddy kissed her as her last breath whispered away. Sisters and brothers, granddaughters, a wonderful chaplain and a wonderful priest stood near and just loved her as the long fight ended.
There's so much I want to say ... how transformed she looked, literally 40 or 50 years younger ... how she transformed me, when I was a scared and hurt little girl.
Not much I can say can put the enormity into words that was the bravest, cleanest, lovingest beautiful woman who ever lived. Her name was Margaret, and everyone called her Peggy. When I named my Maggie after her, she shone like a star.
I know you're hearing this, Ma. Thank you for loving me. Please stay with me till it's my turn one day.
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I know that this probably doesn't accomplish too much, but please let me offer my condolences for your loss. Your mom sounded like a very wonderful woman.
Thank you so much -- on the contrary, I appreciate it more than you know.
My mom would have liked you as much as I do :)
Well, I certainly hope so :)
I was sad to read about the loss of your Mom, Mary. I want you to know that I feel badly for your loss. I am glad that you could be with your Mother, what a gift that was for you. I will keep you and your family in my thoughts and in my prayers. <3
Thanks, KT ... I know your own family is hugely important to you, and you understand. Thanks so much.
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