I Thought This Conversation Would Be Later in the Year

There’s a hospital bed in the library, unused and waiting to be picked up. The best laid plans…………

The brain cancer took my stepmother’s ability to swallow and to talk by the time I arrived in town. She whispered her last words to me, which were exactly what I needed to hear to move on in life and close the loop. There was nothing left unsaid between us, and I can go forward in all that she taught me.

Angela planned to hold court in the living room, but once she was in her own bed with her dogs, she didn’t want to move again… and we didn’t make her.

We walked her all the way to the river, and let go when it was time.

I just didn’t think it would happen so fast.

Walk in the light while you have it……..