tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130421352415377273.post8242305095897136005..comments2024-03-26T03:46:04.937-07:00Comments on Books in Northport: Death and DonkeysP. J. Grathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693462910472164289noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130421352415377273.post-56721070501529649562018-09-19T13:35:10.296-07:002018-09-19T13:35:10.296-07:00I'm so sorry Pamela. You're right, it'...I'm so sorry Pamela. You're right, it's a watershed moment, when your mother dies. And you're also right that moments have increased significance. Reading something that your mother held has increased significance. The stars have increased significance, rain and clouds and the sun all do. So much, almost every little thing is somehow attached to you and your mother. It's just the way it is. I guess a reminder that she's somewhere close and has not really left you at all.<br /><br />No words can really help. So I send virtual hugs.Dawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00824027366993286152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130421352415377273.post-20351319645154223512018-09-17T14:36:58.429-07:002018-09-17T14:36:58.429-07:00Today would have been my mother's 89th birthda...Today would have been my mother's 89th birthday. Like your mom, she resisted giving up her little freedoms, but my mom was not healthy in her last years. She died in a resthome, only 3 hours from me moving her to her home to die. Miss her still. Thought of her all the time I was in Ukraine. I know that she enjoyed the trip as much as I did, cause she and dad are with me everyday. <br /><br />On another note. Sam and I volunteered with Sara Paretsky in California. She was a kick. Thank you for reminding me.Dorothy Laagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02543537820305843949noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130421352415377273.post-67904745107845987862018-09-17T09:08:54.816-07:002018-09-17T09:08:54.816-07:00Warm remembrances. Your mom had a death, many env...Warm remembrances. Your mom had a death, many envy. Be grateful for that. And she left behind much more than a hole in your heart. As years pass, you’ll discover what made the woman so dear AND sometimes so annoying. Your love and respect for her will deepen. Linda Rothhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02833417183469551153noreply@blogger.com