Passing

Jule passed away in her own marriage bed with Rosemary, Hugh, and her youngest daughter, Mary by her side. She talked to Larry and my daughter on the phone the morning she died, remembering details about them, sharp as ever, but she knew she was nearing her last hour. She said to Mary, "I guess all the final details are wrapped up, right?" and Mary said, "Yes except for one. Could you give me twenty more years, Mom?"

"How about twenty more minutes," she said smiling.

Some of her final words to me were, "I love you so much. You are going to have a great life."

I wish the same for her. I pray she is deliriously happy in the arms of Bill, surrounded by those she has missed for so many years. Safe passage Mom.